B.B. King › Lyrics › That Ain't the Way to Do It

Hey baby, you ain't treatin' me right
You go off everyday and don't come home till night

That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to get along

Well, I'm pickin' you up and take you to my house
Now you've got up and you treat me like a mouse

That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to get along
Well, alrite [Incomprehensible]

Well, I did everything for you, everything I could
You told everybody down in your neighborhood

That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to do it
That ain't the way to get along

Well, if you got a woman and she won't treat you right
Beat her three times a day and whoop her little at night

That is the way to do it
That is the way to do it
That is the way to do it
That's the way to get along