Little old Nita. In New Orleans. I might've been wide. I'm gettin' taller. I may be large. Your gettin' smaller. Little old Nita. In New Orleans. I'll send you telegram. Just to tell you how I am. Oh little old Nita. In New Orleans. You cook me things. Give me dinner. But you cooked it. And made me thinner. Little Nita. Little little old Nita. Little Nita. Little little old Nita. Oh little old Nita. In New Orleans. She'll teach you how to fish. How to aim that ole' stick. Oh little old Nita. Oh little old aunt. She's 86 years of age. And I love her off the stage. Oh little old Nita. In New Orleans. She'll teach you how to fish. To aim the stick. Oh Little old Nita. In New Orleans. Little Nita. Little little old Nita. Little Nita. Little little old Nita. When you were a little taller. I was more smaller. I would ask you for you number. Call you on your phone. You're a crazy crazy woman. You never seemed too broke. Spendin' all your dough. After all that's what it's for. Oh little old Nita. In New Orleans. Oh little old Nita. In New Orleans. Oh little old Nita. In New Orleans. Little Nita. Little Little Nita. Little Nita. Little Little Nita