It Don't Mean a Thing to You

Well I could run off with your mama and it don’t mean a thing to you.

I could cause all kinds of drama talk until my face turned blue.

I could ride a magic carpet all the way to Timbuk Tu,

But every stupid little thing that I do it don’t mean a thing to you.

They say the St. Louis woman got a heart just like a stone.

Me I got a woman wants me to leave her alone.

She got me turnin’ backflips most every night and day.

I call her on the telephone she ain’t got a thing to say

I could beat up your dear old daddy and it don’t mean a thing to you.

Take a walk to Cincinnati with a stone inside my shoe.

I could call up your old boyfriends just to tell them all what’s new,

But every stupid little thing that I do it don’t mean a thing to you.

When I got you hangin’ on my arm I feel about ten feet tall.

Then you open your mouth and it all goes south and I’m feeling’ like nothin’ at all.

Every time she’s got me thinkin’ about buying a wedding ring,

You do somethin’ that makes me say, “To hell with the whole damn thing.”

Well I could run off with your mama and it don’t mean a thing to you.

I could cause all kinds of drama talk until my face turned blue.

I could ride a magic carpet all the way to Timbuk Tu,

But every stupid little thing that I do it don’t mean a thing to you.

Every stupid little thing that I do it don’t mean a thing to you.