Well, the work was so blue at a half-past five o'clock
I saw the red light on the corner, but man, I never tried to stop
I got pulled over by a man in blue
He said, now what you think you're trying to do?
I told him about my baby and he let me go, thanks a lot
I got invited to a party at a high-class Hollywood booth
There were women all around, man, I began to drool
He ever danced his hand, I said, girls, you've got to understand
Since I met my baby, I've been living by the golden rule
Ain't nobody gonna make me shout
Ain't nobody gonna put me down
Ain't nobody gonna make me do
Like my sweet little Lisa does
Ain't nobody gonna make me sing
Or make me do the wrong damn thing
Sinking my head in a cold, cold stream
Like my sweet little Lisa does
When I was hauling down to Dallas
I got pulled over by a debutante
She was playing with a gush of Bob
Playing and an Angel carnival
She said, you take me up to her room
And give me a haircut for my own

Ain't nobody gonna make me shout, ain't nobody gonna put me out
Ain't nobody gonna make me do like my sweet little Lisa does
Ain't nobody gonna make me sing, or make me do the wrong damn thing
Sinking my head in a cold, cold stream like my sweet little Lisa does
Sinking my head in a cold, cold stream like my sweet little Lisa does