(doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah) It don't mean a thing If it ain't got that swing All you got to do is sing It makes no diff'rence If it's sweet or hot Just give that rhythm Ev'rything you got Oh, it don't mean a

And it just ain't right Ooh (I call your name) And it just ain't right That I'll be sexin' her and I (I call your name) Girl it ain't no little thing that I (I call your name) (You don't have) (To answer this) (If its too personal) (Do your thoughts) (Of

Let’s go, let’s leave There’s a whole wide world for us to see Just roll with me Cause there ain’t no doubt this is meant to be I pick you up on the corner of now and never We can run all the red lights down forever I gotta tank filled up with gasoline

It ain't nobody's business You'll always be mine, sing it to the world Nobody's business, ain't nobody's business I love I love I love you baby Ain't nobody's business Said it, ain't nobody's business Your love is perfection, please point me in the right

I don't think Waylon done it that way And if he was here he'd say "'hoss, neither did Hank" I ain't dogging what you're doing but boys, come on let's get real Get-ups, gimmicks One-hit wonders that don't stick Pretty boys, acting tough Boy bands give it

Let’s go, let’s leave There’s a whole wide world for us to see Just roll with me Cause there ain’t no doubt this is meant to be I pick you up on the corner of now and never We can run all the red lights down forever I gotta tank filled up with gasoline

Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and take it slowly Gonna find you and make you want me Now that I escape, sleepwalker awake Those who could relate know the world ain't cake Jail bars ain't golden gates Those who fake, they break

All of my lovin' and everything The little girl she done put me down Yeah, ain't that a pity People ain't that a cryin' shame Ain't that a pity I declare it's a cryin' shame She wait till it got nine below zero And put me down for another man I give her

I was down but now I can see The pain, the hurt, the misery Oh Lord, it's been a long time The death, the lies, in lies the truth All that it is, what was, ain't true Doing my best I'll try and get it next time This cross you bare I've come to carry for

This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (What you want) I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it Miss me with that bullshit (Bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (A tourist) I be blackin' out with the purist (The purist) I made a hundred