Evil Ways

You’ve got to change your evil ways, baby,
before I stop lovin’you.
You’ve got to change, baby,
and every word that I say is true.
You got me runnin’and hidin’all over town,
you got me sneakin’and a-peepin'and runnin’you down.
This can’t go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby.
When I come home, baby,
my house is dark and my pots are cold.
You’re hangin’round, baby,
with Jean and Joan and-a who knows who.
I’m gettin’tried of waitin’and foolin’around,
I’ll find somebody who won’t make me feel like a clown.
This can’t go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby.
When I come home, baby,
my house is dark and my pots are cold.
You’re hangin’round, baby,
with Jean and Joan and-a who knows who.
I’m gettin’tried of waitin’and foolin’around,
I’ll find somebody who won’t make me feel like a clown.
This can’t go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby.