Roosevelt Sykes - 3, 6 and 9 lyrics

Well hello there old gal, you sure looks fine All I hate you for, that three six and nine Say no more, and I'll look for you down about half past nine And I want you to bring along, that girl of mine You know down here, where you got your steak potatoes and tea If you act right, you get your gravy free Well she's all right, a good old kid But she ain't the gal, a man should be worried with She's a fine kid too, believe in your big time But ain't one thing about you, full of that three six and nine Say who was that guy, you had with you last night Fine old boy, he was tight He was dressed fine But I wanna know what he's for that three six and nine