Tipitina lyrics

Well Roberta, well Roberta Girl can't you hear me, calling you? You are three times seven, baby You know just what you gotta do Well Roberta, well Roberta Girl you tell me, where you bell* Well you gotta on this moring You had your belly full of jam Well I say hurry Hurry Roberta Girl you've got company We ain't at home Why don't you hurry a little, Roberta? Don't you leave that boy alone Yeahh Tipitina tra la la la Tipitina tra la la Tipitina hoola walla malla dalla Tipitina tra la la