I＇m achin＇ all over, baby, b＇lieve I got the pneumonia this time I＇m achin＇ all over, baby, b＇lieve I got the pneumonia this time An＇ it＇s all on account of that low-down gal of mine Slippin＇ round the corners, running up alleys too Slippin＇ round the corners, running up alleys too Watching my woman trying to see what she goin＇ do Sat out in the streets one cold, dark, stormy night Sat out in the streets one cold, dark, stormy night Trying to see if my good gal going to make it home all right Wearin＇ B.V.D.＇s in the winter, prowling ＇round in the rain Wearin＇ B.V.D.＇s in the winter, prowling ＇round in the rain Runnin＇ down baby, give me this pneumonia pain