I don't want you to be high
I don't want you to be down
Don't want to tell you no lies
Just want you to be a-round
Please come right up to my ears
You will be able to hear what I say
Don't want you out in my world
Just you be my backstreet girl
Please don't be part of my life
Please keep your-self to your-self
Please don't you bother my wife
That way you won't get no help
Don't try to ride on my horse
You're rather common and coarse any-way
Don't want you out in my world
Just you be my backstreet girl
Please don't call me at home
Please don't come come knocking at night
Please never ring on the phone
Your manners are never quite right
Please take the favors I grant
Curtsy and look noncha-lant just for me
Don't want you part of my world
Just you be my backstreet girl