Miss Eloise, Miss Eloise

Well, I gotta leave my baby, now

'Cause she won't leave these numbers 'lone

Well, I gotta leave my baby, now

'Cause she won't leave these numbers 'lone

She keep me worried and bothered, Lord

And troubled all the time

Lord, I work hard ev'ryday

And my baby, she won't let me be true

Well, I work hard ev'ryday, people

My baby just won't let me be true

My baby don't do nothin'

But play the races all the time

My baby plays five-forty-two

Here come, five-forty-nine

My baby told me this mornin'

Said, now her daddy go

God knows, God knows

I wasn't there no more

I say, ooh

Baby, how could I get 'ware, to the way you do

Well, I decided I would start workin'

My babe won't leave these numbers 'lone

No, she won'tGoodbye baby, gotta let you go

You won't leave these numbers, oh Lord

Leave, leave these numbers alone