(Teri Wilder ©2002)
THE JOINT IS JUMPIN’ AND IT’S WALL TO WALL
THE GUITAR’S SCREAMIN’ JUST BECAUSE IT CAN
MR. HUNGRY PUTS OUT THE CALL
FROM ACROSS THE ROOM I CAN FEEL HIS PLAN
A MINUTE LATER HE’S GOT ME OUT IN THE HALL
WITH THE SORRY TALE OF A LONELY MAN
HE WHISPERS, “YOU COULD EASE MY PAIN,
MAKE ME FEEL ALIVE AGAIN.”
HEY THERE, MAN, DON’T YOU CROSS THAT LINE
YOU KNOW YOUR WOMAN IS A FRIEND OF MINE
YOU’D BETTER…
CHORUS
WATCH YOUR STEP DON’T YOU COME ANY CLOSER
WATCH YOUR STEP DON’T YOU HEAR ME SAY “NO, SIR” NO, NO
I CALL MY GIRLFRIEND HE ANSWERS THE PHONE
I CAN HEAR HIM PANTING LIKE OLD PAVLOV’S PUP
“WE HAD A FIGHT,” HE SAYS, “AND I’M ALL ALONE.
WON’T YOU COME ON OVER AND PICK ME UP.”
I SAID, “OH, MY, DON’T YOU HAVE ANY SHAME?
WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I FEEL THE SAME?
YOU SAY YOUR WOMAN NEVER UNDERSTOOD YOU.
HEY, FOOL, I’M A WOMAN, TOO!”
YOU’D BETTER
CHORUS
BRIDGE
ONCE IN AWHILE YOUR HEART MAY START TO STRAY
LOOK IN THE SMILE OF THE WOMAN WHO LOVES YOU
AND FIND YOURSELF A BETTER WAY TO A BETTER DAY
CHORUS
WATCH YOUR STEP DON’T YOU COME ANY CLOSER
WATCH YOUR STEP DON’T YOU HEAR ME SAY “NO, SIR” NO, NO
WATCH YOUR STEP KEEP AWAY FROM DESIRE
WATCH YOUR STEP KEEP AWAY FROM MY FIRE
WATCH YOUR STEP…..