Follow me down to the laughing city with people changing all their minds; it’s crazy
I want this ma’am, that ma’am, no sir
Yes ma’am, that sir;
Well, I’ll tell you one thing, if you’re keeping something…
Then hold on, hold on to the ones you love
Hold on, hold on to the ones you love
Let’s not fight, that's not nice (Oooh)
Let’s not be sore, that's not right (Oooh, that is where you’ll find me)
Come home late, I know you’re sick of working
You’re feeling down because your head is hurting,
So we don’t talk
Hold on, hold on to the ones you love
Hold on, hold on to the ones you love
Let’s not fight, that's not nice (Oooh)
Let’s not be sore, that's not right (Oooh, that is where you’ll find me)