Текст песни
Hold on, this song has a little introduction to it
It ain't supposed to be sad though you might feel it that way
It's a song about desperation, every now and then we do get desperate
This is a song about L-O-V-E
And if you abuse it, you gon' lose it
And if you lose it, you gon' abuse it
And if you abuse it, you ain't going to be able to choose it
'Cause you ain't going to have it further on down the line
And things ain't going to be so fine
And you gon' be sitting there on your little machine
Tryin' to look and keep it clean
And you're going to be playing bingo all night, all alone
And that's why your sittin' there by the telephone
And you know that she ain't goin' to call you!
So you put on the TV
And you're watchin' Johhny Carson
Seguaying right into the Tomorrow show
But that don't got the go
So you turn it off, ya turn on the radio
The radio don't seem to get the click
So you say, "Hey man, I can't lickety-split"
You start to open up your little book
And there's somethin' there you got to overlook
And you say, "Baby, you know there's somethin' on my mind!"
You say, "Baby there's somethin' on my mind
I know that you're home and I know you ain't all alone!"
So you start walking over to her house
And you get over to her house
And you walk over to her door
You start poundin' on her door
You say, "Open up the door, bitch!
This is Wuppa Gubba with the green teeth, let me in!"
Well, she opens up the door
And then you just kinda walk up to her
And say, "Baby" (say, "Baby")
You look up, way up, at her green mascara
And you say, "Oh my darling
You know her and me was at the party as friends
Do not believe what they say
That's only gossip that they tellin' you
Darlin', the wisecracker lyin'!"
You say, "Darling!
Take your big curls and just squeeze them down, Rotunda