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