Chasing skirts pretty faces takes me to the darnest places
Gets me into more trouble than a man can believe
Lyin' here awake when I oughta be sleeping
Thinkin' about the harvest that needs reaping
My sickness started looking like a fatal disease

Oh I've got pretty womanitis and it's a gonna get me down
There just ain't enough of me to start to go around
I guess I'll die a trying even though that's plain to see
This old world's full of women there's only one of me

Booze ain't never been my weakness
I ain't complained about too much sickness
Cigarettes I can take 'em or leave 'em anytime I choose
I may be broke but payday's Friday and I'll have the money to burn
But when it comes to pretty women Lord I guess I'll never learn

Oh I've got pretty womanitis and it's a really getting rough
They outnumber men six to one as if that ain't enough
Men just keep gettin' married and the thing they fail to see
It takes one off the market but leaves five more for me

Oh I've got pretty womanitis and it's a gonna get me down...
This old world's full of women there's only one of me