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Hey operator, cancel the phone callI hear somebody knockin' at the doorLookie here it's LorettaAnd she never looked betterHer arms full of groceries from the store!My, my, myAint she fineMy, my, myAint she fine!Cool Rockin' LorettaCool Rockin' LorettaRacin is my trade, she works as a housemaidOn weekends dont you know it's paradiseEven tho we got no doughIt don't bother Loretta thoughShe turns them red hot mamas into ice!ChorusI want an antenna. Baby, she wants a clotheslineThen we'll be livin like the rich folks doI'll pick up ChicagoOn my transistor radioLoretta she can stay in bed till noon! Aus Songtexte Mania