Letra de Knock Yourself Out (Live Version)
You got your fax fur on, you're walking out the door You said you won't be 'round to see me no more You'll be preaching that you put the hurt on me But on the real side, woman, we shall seeTalk your trash, mama, it's alright with me I got my game uptight and you should have known it from in front I'm on top of the situation, so KNOCK YOURSELF OUTYou've been places, girl, where you just don't belong I've been there, too, I'm not sayin that it's wrong You tell your friends that you got away clean But on the real side, woman, you were just a rhythm machineI got the urge early last week To call you up just to hear you speak But I didn't want to waste your time 'Cause on the real side, woman, you ain't worth a dime