Evil Ways

You've got to change your evil ways, baby

Before I stop loving you, you've got to change, baby

And every word that I say is true

You got me running and hiding all over town

You got me sneaking and peeping and running you down. This can't go on

Lord knows you've got to change, baby, baby, when I come home, baby.

My house is dark and my pots are cold, you hanging round, baby, with Gina, Joan, and

who knows who.

I'm getting tired of waiting and fooling around.

I'll find somebody that won't make me feel like a clown

This can't go on

Lord knows you got to change

Hey!

When I come home, baby

My house is dark and my pots are cold

You're hanging 'round, baby

With Jean and Joan and who knows who I'm getting tired of waiting and fooling around

Find somebody that won't make me feel like a clown this can't go on

Yeah, yeah, yeah