There goes your big black limousine
Shakin' your booty for the magazine
Peekin' and posin' like a wannabe
Chorus:
It ain't right
It ain't right
Such a waste of time
Maybe you forgot how we live down here
People work hard for the money, dear
You had such a hard day lookin' at the mirror
Chorus
Another long weekend with your friends
I thought that party would never end
Well, up to your rehab and gone again
Chorus
There goes your big black limousine
Writer(s): John C. Fogerty
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