[Verse 1]
Baby's into runnin' 'round, hangin' with the crowd
Puttin' business in the street, talkin' out loud
Sayin' you bought her this and that and how much you spent
I swear she must believe it's all Heaven-sent
[Pre-Chorus]
Hey, boy
You better bring the chick around
To the sad, sad truth
The dirty lowdown
[Chorus]
Taught her to talk like that
[Verse 2]
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
[Pre-Chorus]
Hey, son
Better get on back to town
Face the sad old truth
The dirty lowdown
[Chorus]
Got you to thinking like that
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3]
You ain't got to be so bad, got to be so cold
The dog-eat-dog existence sure is getting old
Got to have a jones for this, a jones for that
This runnin' with the Joneses, boy, just ain't where it's at
[Pre-Chorus]
You gonna come back around
To the sad, sad truth
The dirty lowdown
[Chorus]
Got you to thinking like that