If you want me hangin' 'round, Gotta give me some peace of mind. Oh, get down boy. Well, get back, woman, before you bring it down. Well, now, get back, baby, before you bring it down. Or you can tell it to the wall, Without me hangin' around.
Some people laugh in the dark, Some people cry alone.
Some people talk without sayin' a thing, And ev'rything turns out Gloomy. Some people count your money, Someone is countin' your days. And Somebody got to keep track of your mind. When ev'rything turns out Gloomy. Brothers'll make you look sideways, Fathers'll make you look back.