(Travis TrittDennis RobbinsBob Dipiero)



She's getting tired of your running around

Out every night trying to paint the town

She's growing weary of your childish games

She's getting fed up with the dang thing

You better listen to me when I talk

That little lady's 'bout to up and walk

And if she leaves you,boy you'll lose your mind

So if you're gonna straighten up,brother now's the time



She's been calling on my telephone

I've got a shoulder she's been crying on

You'd see the ending if you'd only look

Your baby doll's about to close the book

You keep neglecting what you've got at home

The way she looks she won't be lonely long

I know she loves you but she's tired of lies

So if you're gonna straighten up,brother now's the time



A woman has her needs and her desires

She ought to have the lovin' she requires

You can keep her if you only try

But better hurry 'fore she says goodbye



The kind of love that gives a girl a thrill

If you won't give it there are those who will

There's lot's of men who'd love to have a shot

At having something you've already got

You best be careful what you throw away

It just might haunt you till your dying day

What's the matter with you boy,you blond?

If you're gonna straighten up,brother now's the time