Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...


Wait a minute
Let me understand
While I'm sitting here

Holding your hand

You're telling me

About the boy next door
Telling me that he
Can offer you more


What a nerve, what a case
Better put her in her place


[CHORUS]
Wait just a minute

You know that won't get it
If that's the way your love will be
You might as well forget it


Am I correct in
Hearing what you say

That you would rather
Be with him instead


You said that you could
Travel with him far
Say he's got a

Brand new Cadillac car

Well, what you mean, is that so

Better let that woman go

[Repeat CHORUS]


I don't go for
All the crazy noise

About you dating
All those other boys


If I'm gonna be
Your only one
I'm not waiting

'Til your fun is done

You're a riot and you're tough

Honey, cut out all that stuff

[Repeat CHORUS]


I'm gonna tell you
For the very last time

If I'm yours
You better be mine


When I come home
About a quarter to four
Don't wanna hear the

Slamming of the back door

You're bad and so wild

Stop messing with me, child

[Repeat CHORUS]


You might as well forget it


Why, you can just go on
And forget about the
Whole cotton picking affair

I get so tired of you...