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

 Well Loberta, well Loberta
 Girl, you tell me where you been
 When [bad word] home this mornin'
 You had your belly full o' gin

 Well I'll say hurry, hurry, Loberta
 Girl, you [bad word] waiting you at home
 Why don't you hurry little Loberta
 Don't leave that boy alone

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