lowdown (unplugged)

your baby's out runnin round, hangin with the crowd, draggin your business in the street, and talking out loud, sayin 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 woman around, to the sad old truth the dirty lowdown, you know i wonder who taught her how to talk like that boy, who gave her that big idea. yeah, nothin you can't handle nothin you ain't got, put your money on the table and drive it off the lot, turn on that ole lovelight turn a maybe to yes, same old schoolboy game got you into this mess. yeah, you better get on back to town, to the sad sad truth the dirty lowdown, who put those ideas in her head now, you know i'm thinkin about you boy, come on back down to earth son, dig the low low low low lowdown, you ain't got to be so bad ain't got to be so cold, this dog eat dog existence sure is gettin old, you got to have a jones for this a jones for that, this running with the jones's boy, just ain't where it's at. no, you better come on back around, face the sad sad truth the dirty lowdown. down, yes i wonder who, you know i'm still thinkin about you boy. oooh hooo, oooh i wonder wonder wonder wonder who, oh look out for that lowdown, oh that dirty dirty dirty lowdown, i wonder wonder wonder wonder who, who got her thinkin like that, what about that dirt on your face boy. boy boy boy, i wonder wonder wonder wonder who, we're talking low low low low lowdown, oooh oooh oooh, i wonder wonder wonder wonder who, don't you know