That Ain't Right Songtext
von Todd Rhodes

Hello baby, I had to call you on the phone
Hello baby, I had to call you on the phone
Because your daddy′s lonesome and he wants his baby back home

Baby, baby, tell me what's the matter with you
I said baby, baby, what is the matter with you
You got the world in a jug and you ain′t got a single thing to do


Now I always told you baby, you'd be the death of me
'Cause when I′m always with you, I get the third degree
That ain′t right, baby that ain't right at all
You taking all your daddy′s money, goin' out having yourself a ball

Well I took you to a nightclub, I bought you pink champagne
You rode home in a taxi and I caught the subway train
That ain′t right, baby that ain't right at all
Just taking all of my money, goin′ out having yourself a ball

So I went to a fortune teller and had my fortune told
She said you didn't love me, all you wanted was my gold
That ain't right, baby that ain′t right at all
Just taking all your daddy′s money, goin' out having yourself a ball