It Ain't Right

There go your big black limousine
Shakin' your booty for the magazine
Pickin' and posing like a wannabe

It ain't right
It ain't right
Such a waste of life

Maybe you forgot how we live down here
People work hard for the money dear
You had such a hard day lookin' at the mirror

It ain't right
It ain't right
Honey, such a waste of life

Another long weekend with your friends
I thought that party would never end
Well, at the old rehab and gone again

It ain't right
It ain't right
Honey, such a waste of life

Ba ba ba ba ba, yeah

There go your big black limousine



Credits
Writer(s): John C. Fogerty
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