"It Ain't Right" as written by and Fogerty....
There go your big black Limousine
You're shakin' your booty for the magazine
Pickin' and posin' like a wannabe
It ain't right, it ain't 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 ain't right, it ain't 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 ain't right, it ain't right, honey, such a waste of life

Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, yeah

There go your big black Limousine


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