Baby, I will split your gimlet, honey I'll build your fires
I'll do anything your little heart desires Mama, hey, can you tell me
Who might your manager be?
If you ain't got a manager, make arrangements for me
Now I know I ain't too handsome, and I don't dress a fine
But when it comes to lovin' gal, I'll pacify your mind
Mama, hey, can you tell me Who might your manager be?
Before too many questions, can you make arrangements for me?
All right, Merle!
Ha-ha! Yeah!
Well, I wish I was a big ol' fish swimmin' in the sea
Honey, I wish you'd come right along and get your hooks in me
Baby, hey, can you tell me Who might your manager be?
If you ain't got a manager, make arrangements for me
I'll be a good provider, honey, I ain't gonna fail
I've got no other women tied to my coattail
Mama, hey, can you tell me Who might your manager be?
If you ain't got a manager, make arrangements for me
Hey, arrange that thing, Merle! Yeah!
Oh, you're hair's so curly, and you're good-lookin' too
If I can't have your lovin' gal, what the devil am I gonna do?
Hey, yeah, Mama, who might your manager be?
If you can, hey, make arrangements for me
All right!
Oh, baby, push your kindlin' through
I'll do anything your little heart desires, Mama
Hey, can you tell me Who might your manager be?
If you ain't got a manager, make arrangements for me
Merle, I can call him a loser!
Merle, I can call him a loser!