You've got the right string, baby
But the wrong yo-yo
No need hanging
Round my door
I went this morning
By the hardware store
Got a brand new string
For my yo-yo
Went to the doctor
Got the string put on
He made a mistake
Put the string on wrong
I said, "Hey, doc
It don't work right no more"
He said, "Well, son, there's something bad
Wrong with your yo-yo"
My papa told me
And my mama did too
"Son, these women
Gonna be the death of you
Better make your mind up
Which one you crave
Son, some of these women
Gonna send you to your grave"
I took my yo-yo
And I went down town
I yo-yoed up
And I yo-yoed down
Looked in the window
Of a ten cent store
Everbody stood there looking
At my yo-yo
Saw this good looking redhead
Cute as could be
I said, "Hey, honey
You look just right for me"
But some dude walked up behind me
And said kinda low
"You got the right string, sonny
But that's my yo-yo"
Oh, oh
You've got the right string, baby
But the wrong yo-yo
No need hanging
Round my door
Hey, hey