Tom Jones - Black Betty

Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Shes from Birmingham, bambalam Way down in Alabama, bambalam The way she shake that thing, bambalam Oh she make me sing, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam She really get me high, bambalam You know thats no lie, bambalam Shes so rock steady, bambalam Oh shes always ready, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam *Electronicish Vocal Interlude* Oh Black Betty, bambalam Oh Black Betty, bambalam Black Betty had a child, bambalam She swears its mine, bambalam She must be out of her mind, bambalam She must think I'm blind, bambalam Oh Black Betty, bambalam Oh Black Betty, bambalam Oh Black Betty, bambalam Oh Black Betty, bambalam *Electronic Vocal Interlude* Monday she got me arrested, On Tuesday up in jail, Wednesday my trail was attested, Thursday she posted my bail, Friday we went walking, Saturday I was outta my door, On Sunday we was talkin, Back on Monday she pawned all my clothes Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Shes from Birmingham, bambalam Way down in Alabama, bambalam The way she shake that thing, bambalam Oh she make me sing, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam She really get me high, bambalam You know thats no lie, bambalam Shes so rock steady, bambalam Oh shes always ready, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam *Electronic Vocal Interlude* Whooooa Black Betty