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The Sweeper And The Debutante Lyrics


Billy Bratcher The Sweeper And The Debutante


I was standing by this palm tree just waiting for the
boss to pass
When she came up to me as bold as can be and she
grabbed me right by the arm
She says I got something that I want you to do so just
lend me the key to 1-02

I was a sweeper at the Hilton hotel, she was a
debutante

This nothing too unusual
No, it wasn’t anything new
I figured I’d pick up a little pocket change
Walking her peekaboo down the avenue
But when I got to her room she was dancing alone
Had nothing on but the radio

I was a sweeper at the Hilton hotel, she was a
debutante

I said now please don’t call the manager
I could lose my job if you do
I’ll be back in an hour or two
To walk your peekaboo down the avenue
She says ‘you silly sweeper, my daddy owns this hotel’
And he owns the manager too so
Come in through that door and tell me more
About that peekaboo

Well before I knew it was happening
And my clothes were on the floor in a pile
She said ‘sweeper, let go of that broom’
You ain’t gonna be needing that thing for a while
She rocked me and rolled me to the bed slacks broke
Lid a strange cigarette and said ‘sweeper, have a
smoke’

I was a sweeper at the Hilton hotel, she was a
debutante
I was a sweeper at the Hilton hotel, she was a
debutante

I mean to tell you people I never, I never felt that
way before
She kept on asking me about that peekaboo and how bout
a lil bit of an encore
I said wait a minute lady, I gotta have something to
drink
She said ‘silly devil, I never considered to think’

I was a sweeper at the Hilton hotel, she was a
debutante

Well about this time a big football toppy burst in on
the scene
He said ‘you dirty low rent sweeper
She was a virgin on homecoming, queen of my dreams’
He had blood in his eyes as he crossed the room
It wasn’t looking too good but he tripped on my broom

I was a sweeper at the Hilton hotel, she was a
debutante
I was a sweeper at the Hilton hotel, she was a
debutante

Well I didn’t waste one minute
I ran out of there
I changed my name, I changed my clothes
I even dyed this old curly hair
That was one gal I will never forget
It’s been over a year, I ain’t stopped scratching yet

I was a sweeper at the Hilton hotel, she was a
debutante
I was a sweeper at the Hilton hotel, she was a
debutante
I was a sweeper at the Hilton hotel, she was a
debutante



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