Sweet Cheatin' Rita

She ain’t a lady, but she’s my baby, she gotta lotta soul
I take her out to the local hop, ‘cos she sure digs rock and roll
She keeps a’me guessing
She’s always messing with guys who’re twice my size
To tell you the truth she’s always telling me lies”

A’she’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita
A’she’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita, you oughta meet her
And I know, yes I know how much I need her, my cheatin’ Rita
She’s my sweeeet, neeat a’cheatin’ Rita.

I never take her and I don’t blame her, she really turns me on
But I don’t care ‘cos I’m well aware that she don’t know right from wrong
Who could be sweeter than cheatin’ Rita, she makes me feel so good
And I wouldn’t change one hair on her head if I could

She’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita
She’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita, you oughta meet her
And I know, yes I know how much I need her, my cheatin’ Rita
She’s my sweeeet, neeat a’cheatin’ Rita
Oh yes

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A’she’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita
A’she’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita, you oughta meet her
And I know, yes I know how much I need her, my cheatin’ Rita
She’s my sweeeet, neeat a’cheatin’ Rita