Love Me Sweet

Me and my babe went to the showI and babe went to the showDid we sit on the end ? NoCos a fallen girl was in the very front rowShe got real lace curtains on her doorShe got Brussels carpets on the floorBut she don't wear no silk or laceNo, Lords, she don't wear no corsetwaistSo love me sweet, my dear sweet LucyLove me sweet, my pretty babyLove me sweet, Baby sweet LucyLove me sweet, Pretty BabyNow babe's gone'n I won't come homeNow babe's gone'n I won't come homeOr with my clothes all wrinkledAnd my hair ain't sittin' just right in the middleShe makes me want things I never hadShe makes me want things I never hadBaby, there's too many things I never hadAnd too many things I will never haveAnd you