Mario Biondi - Lowdown lyrics
[Mario Biondi - Lowdown lyrics]
Baby's into 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 done spent
I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent
Hey boy you better bring the chick around
To the sad truth the dirty lowdown
(Who I wonder who) taught her
How to talk like that
(Who I wonder who) gave her that big idea
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 ole lovelight and turn
A maybe to a yes same old schoolboy game got
You into this mess
Hey son better get back to town
Face the sad old truth the dirty lowdown
(Who I wonder who) put those
Ideas in your head (Who I wonder who) yeah
Come on back down little son
Dig the low low low low lowdown
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 Jones for that
This running with the Joneses boy
Just ain't where it's at
You gonna come back around
To the sad sad truth the dirty lowdown
(Who I wonder who) got you
Thinking like that boy (Who I wonder who)
(Who I wonder who said who I wonder who)
Oh look out for that lowdown
That dirty dirty dirty dirty lowdown
(Who I wonder who ohh ohh)
Hanging with the crowd
Putting your business in the
Street talking out loud
Saying you bought her this and that
And how much you done spent
I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent
Hey boy you better bring the chick around
To the sad truth the dirty lowdown
(Who I wonder who) taught her
How to talk like that
(Who I wonder who) gave her that big idea
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 ole lovelight and turn
A maybe to a yes same old schoolboy game got
You into this mess
Hey son better get back to town
Face the sad old truth the dirty lowdown
(Who I wonder who) put those
Ideas in your head (Who I wonder who) yeah
Come on back down little son
Dig the low low low low lowdown
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 Jones for that
This running with the Joneses boy
Just ain't where it's at
You gonna come back around
To the sad sad truth the dirty lowdown
(Who I wonder who) got you
Thinking like that boy (Who I wonder who)
(Who I wonder who said who I wonder who)
Oh look out for that lowdown
That dirty dirty dirty dirty lowdown
(Who I wonder who ohh ohh)