Cramp Your Style

Baby, sometimes you treat me good Sometimes you treat me bad Sometimes you make me happy Sometimes you make me sad But you do me wrong, baby You treat me like a child Well, if you don't get yourself together I'm gonna have to cramp your style Hey Baby, sometimes you make me smile Sometimes you make me cry Sometimes you treat me like an old worn-out shoe I don't even understand why But you do me wrong, baby And you treat me like a child Well, if you don't get yourself together I'm gonna have to cramp your style Hey I said if you don't get yourself together I'm gonna have to cramp your style