Wilma Lou - Bobby Bare

I watch you most every night

See you in the front porch lights

You and him sittin' in a swing

Radio playin' through the screen.

Wilma Lou, Wilma Lou

Don' let that boy put his hands on you

I can see he ain’t your kind

He loves your body and not your mind.

Every night I watch you hard

A hidin' here iin the wreckin' yard

Sittin' in a rusty truck

Lettin' mosquitoes eat me up.

Wilma Lou, Wilma Lou

Don' let that boy put his hands on you

I can see he ain’t your kind

He loves your body and not your mind.

Oh, Wilma Lou, you’re too far away

So I sneak up behind his Chevrolet

I hunker down here in the weeds

A little closer so I can see.

I hear the June bugs in the night

See you in the front porch light

I’m goin' home, I’ve had enough

God sake Wilma Lou get up.

Wilma Lou, Wilma Lou

Don' let that boy put his hands on you

I can see he ain’t your kind

He loves your body and not your mind.

Wilma Lou, Wilma Lou

Don' let that boy put his hands on you

I can see he ain’t your kind

He loves your body and not your mind…