Why Don't You Pratice What You Preach

You’re always telling me
What I ought to do
Telling me it’s wrong
To look at somebody new
You’re telling me
Well, I’m telling you
What don’t you practice what you preach? (whoa-oh)
You’re always telling me
To wait until you call
I wait and wait and wait
And you don’t call at all
You’re calling me
Well, I’m calling you
Why don’t you practice what you preach?
You tell me that I’m your sugar-pie (yeah)
You swear you’ll never tell a lie (yeah)
You even say you hope to die
Well, how come you say it with your fingers crossed?
You’re always asking me
To name that certain day
Then you change the subject
And you think it’s OK
You’re asking me
Well, I’m asking you
Why don’t you practice what you preach?
I’ve had a lot of time to do some thinkin'
Staying home alone every night
And now I’m taking time to do some talkin'
Separating wrong from right
Now, you’re always telling me
What I ought to do
Telling me it’s wrong
To look at somebody new
Oh, you’re telling me
Well, I’m telling you
What don’t you practice what you preach?
You’re always telling me
To wait until you call
I wait and wait and wait
And you don’t call at all
Oh, you’re calling me
Well, I’m calling you
Why, why don’t you practice what you preach?
You tell me that I’m your sugar-pie
You swear you’ll never tell a lie
You even say that you hope to die
How come you say it with your fingers crossed?
You’re always asking me
To name that certain day
Then you change the subject
And you think it’s OK
You’re telling me
I’m telling you
Why don’t you practice what you preach?
Why don’t you, tell me
Why don’t you practice what you preach?
Why don’t you, tell me
Why don’t you practice what you preach?
Why don’t you practice what you preach?