Lowdown

Baby's into runnin' 'round, hangin' with the crowd
Puttin' your business in the street, talkin' out loud
Sayin' you bought her this and that
And how much you done spent
I swear she must believe it's all Heaven-sent

Hey, boy, you better bring the chick around
To the sad, sad truth, the dirty lowdown

(Ooh-ooh, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)
Taught her how to talk like that (ooh-ooh)
(I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)
Gave her that big idea

Nothin' you can't handle, nothin' you ain't got
Put your money on the table and drive it off the lot
Turn on that old love light and turn a "Maybe" to a "Yes"
Same old schoolboy game got you into this mess

Hey son, better get on back to town
Face the sad old truth, the dirty lowdown

(Ooh-ooh, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)
Put those ideas in your head (ooh-ooh)
(I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)

Yeah
Come on back down, little son
Dig the low, low, low, low, lowdown

You ain't got to be so bad, got to be so cold
This dog-eat-dog existence sure is gettin' old
Got to have a Jones for this, Jones for that
This runnin' with the Joneses, boy, just ain't where it's at, uh-uh

You're gonna come back around
To the sad, sad truth, the dirty lowdown

(Ooh-ooh, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)
Got you thinking like that, boy (ooh-ooh)
(I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)

I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who
Said I wonder, wonder, wonder, I wonder who (ooh)
Oh, look out for that lowdown (I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)
That dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty lowdown (ooh-ooh)
I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who, ooh-ooh
I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who got you thinkin' like that
Got you thinkin' just like that (ooh-ooh)
(I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)
Lookin' that girl in the face is so sad, I'm ashamed of you
I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who



Credits
Writer(s): David Paich, William Scaggs
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