Lowdown

Your baby's out running around

Hanging with the crowd

Putting your business in the street

Talking out loud

Saying you bought her this and that

And how much you spent

I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent

Hey boy, you better bring the woman around

To the sad truth

The dirty Lowdown

Who? I wonder who

Taught her how to talk like that

Who? I wonder who

Nothing you can't handle

Nothing you ain't got

Put the money on the table and drive it off the lot

Turn on that old lovelight

And turn a "maybe" to a "yes"

Same old schoolboy game

That got you into this mess

Hey son, better get on back to town

And face the sad old truth

The dirty Lowdown

Who? I wonder who

Put those ideas in your head

Who? I wonder who

You ain't got to be so bad-got to be so cold

This dog eat dog existence sure is getting old

Got to have a Jones for this-a Jones for that

This running with the Joneses, boy

just ain't where it's at

Hey son, you gonna come back around

To the sad, sad truth

The dirty Lowdown

Who? I wonder who

Got you thinking like that

Who? I wonder who