Lowdown (feat. Mario Biondi & Chaka Khan)

Baby's into running round, hanging with a crowd

Putting your business in the street talking out loud

Saying you bought her this and that

And how much you done spent

I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent

Hey boy, you better bring the chick around

To the sad, sad truth, the dirty lowdown

(Who, who, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder, who)

Taught her how to talk like that

(Who, who, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder, who)

Gave her that big idea

Nothing I can't handle, nothing I ain't got

Put the money on the table, I'll drive it off the lot

Turn on that old love light, turn a maybe to a yes

Same old schoolboy games got you into this ole mess

Hey son, better get back to town

Face the sad old truth, this is the dirty lowdown

(Who, who, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder, who)

Put those ideas in your head

(Who, who, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder, who)

Come on back down to earth, son

Dig the low, low, low, lowdown

You ain't got to be so bad, got to be so cold

This dog eat dog existence sure is getting old

Got to have a Jones for this, a Jones for that

This running with the Joneses, boy, just ain't where it's at

Someday, you're gonna come back around

To the sad, sad truth, the dirty lowdown

(Who, who, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder, who)

That dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty lowdown

(Who, who, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder, who)

You better come back, you better come back to town

To that dirty, that dirty, that dirty lowdown

You better come back to town, baby

Yeah

The dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty lowdown

I wanna know, got to know

Wanna know, baby

(Who, who)

Hey, yeah

Who's on the top, throw him right back

(Who, who)

Let's bringing up, boy, boy

Yeah, yeah