(ralph bass/jesse powell/frances dailey; additional lyrics by eddie nichols)

Horns arranged by bill ungerman





Walk right in, walk right out

Walk right in, walk right out

Well my baby keeps on walkin'

Well i met this gal

She wanted to ride in my truck

Well she had no wheels

Wanted to ride in my truck

Man she jumped in the cab

All she wants to do is





Walk right in, she walks right out

She walks right in, walks right out

She walks right in, walks right out





Well i met this chick

She wanted to steal my bucks

She thought i was loaded

Man she needed them bucks

But one peek in my wallet

All she wants to do is





Walk right in, she walks right out

She walks right in, walks right out

She walks right in, walks right out





Well i met this gal

She loves to hucklebuck

Well, she's a real fine dancer

Loves to hucklebuck

Man we get on the floor

All she wants to do is





Walk right in, she walks right out

She walks right in, walks right out

She walks right in, walks right out

Yeah baby!





Well, if you're diggin' this number

Baby you're out of luck

And if you're likin' that guitar playing

You're out of luck

But since you like it

You must love to





Walk right in, walk right out

You walk right in, walk right out

You walk right in, walk right out

That's what this song is all about


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