Lowdown - Boz Scaggs

Baby’s into runnin' round

Hanging with the 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

(Whooooo, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)

Taught her how to talk like that

(Whooooo, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)

Gave her that big idea

Nothing you can’t handle, nothing you ain’t got

Put the money on the table and drive it off the lot

Turn on that ole lovelight and turn a maybe to a yes

Same old schoolboy game got you into this mess

Hey son, better get on back to town

Face the sad old truth, the dirty lowdown

(Whooooo, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)

Put those ideas in your head

(Whooooo, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)

Come on back down earth, son

Dig the low, 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 Jones for that

This running with the Joneses boy

Just ain’t where it’s at

You gonna come back around

To the sad, sad truth, the dirty lowdown

(Whooooo, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)

Got you thinking like that boy

(Whooooo, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)

(I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)

(Say whooooo, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who)

Ooooooh look out for that lowdown

That dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty lowdown

(Whoooo I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who, ohh, ohh)

Got you thinking like that