It Ain't Right Lyrics

by John Fogerty

There go your big black Limousine
You're shakin your booty for the magazine
Pickin an posin like a wannabe
It aint right, it aint right, such a waste of life

Maybe you forgot how we live down here
People work hard for their money, dear
You had such a hard day lookin at the mirror
It aint right, it aint right, honey, such a waste of life

Another long weekend with your friend
I thought that party would never end
Well up to your rehab and gone again
It aint right, it aint right, honey, such a waste of life

Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, yeah

There go your big black Limousine