You’ve been spending my money Like it grows on trees You don’t do right You just do what you please You come home at night Stoned and out of your mind If you think I don’t notice You must think I’m blind
I’m on to you baby And those bad bad things you do No you see me night Baby I’m on to you
Listen, I’ve been foolish But you know I, I ain’t no fool You’ve been messing around here And you know that ain’t cool You had a good thing going But it all went wrong I’m gonna send you back to Oackland where you belong
I’m on to you baby And the bad bad things you do It ain’t no sentiment now I’m on to you
Well, put your coat on woman Get your suitcase packed Don’t try to sugar-talk me into taking you back Stop your … and you gonna change Cause you know Joe Louis Walker don’t play that game
I’m on to you baby Bad bad things you do It ain’t no sentiment Baby don’t you know I’m on to you? Cause I’m on to you baby Those bad bad things you do It ain’t no … Baby I’m on to you