Firing of Jimmy

Hey ya, guys, did ya like my show?

That's it, brother, you gotta go.

Gotta go? Gotta go? Where I gotta go?

I warned you, Jimmy, you're bringin' us down

I'm not havin' that kind of behavior around

Oh, Curtis, my man, I was kiddin' around

It was an accident when my pants came down

Save the excuse, it's much too late

You've been actin' wild for the last four dates

Man, I gotta do somethin' to wake 'em up

I like Johnny Mathis, I can't do that stuff

That's because, Jimmy, you don't trust the music

And that's because, Jimmy, you don't trust the words

Yeah, you're right, Curtis

That stuff's for the birds!

Jimmy was doin' just what he felt

And Jimmy just felt like dropping his belt

Tell why, Lorrell

Tell why, Lorrell

Ever since we been on this tour

You keep changin' on Jimmy

You make him insecure

You put him in tails

You make his act cool

Every time he fails

You call him a fool

Of course he's confused

It don't take a whiz

To know that only a desperate man

Would drop his pants in showbiz

Thank you, Lorrell, baby

You, you told it like it is!

Brother, my man, we're through

Whatcha mean, whatcha mean we're through?

You're ruining the image I'm trying to set

You just wanna get as low as you can get

Now, wait a minute, Curtis

I was just being Jimmy

You knew what Jimmy was

When you first saw Jimmy

You don't understand, Jimmy! Your time has passed! There are two different worlds, not pop versus soul; class versus crass.

I got soul, man

You can't kill a man with soul

Come on, brother. Let's try to end as friends, huh? Love you, baby. Nothing personal. Come on, Lorrell.

Wait a minute, baby. You're not going too? Baby, I love you!

(sung)

And Lorrell loves Jimmy

Lorrell loves Jimmy

Lorrell loves Jimmy, it's true

But Lorrell and Jimmy are through

(spoken)

I got a show to do, baby

Remember?

(sung)

Oh, baby, I got a show to do

Showbiz

It's just showbiz