Well Roberta, Well Roberta
Girl, can't you hear me callin' you
Well you're three times seven, baby
You know just what you gotta do

Well Roberta, well Roberta
Girl, you tell me where you been
When you got home this mornin'
You had your belly full o' gin

Well I'll say hurry, hurry, Roberta
Girl, you got company waiting you at home
Why don't you hurry little Roberta
Don't you leave that boy alone

Yeah, Tipitina tra la la la
Tipitina tra la la
Tipitina hoola walla malla dolla
Tipitina tra la la

                          Thanks to Julie Guillemette for correcting these lyrics