Ian Brown Follow

And you can't tell me how to keep my fitness sound
You can't tell me what I'm doing wrong

When you keep dialing and sing that same old funny song
You can't tell me which way to go
'Cause I'm six and seven and then some more

Like a dull knife that just can't cut
Just talking a lot and saying nothing
And sayin' nothing and sayin' nothing

Don't tell me how to do my thing
When you can't do your own
Don't you tell me how to feed my boy

When you know I'm grown
Don't you tell me her dress
You can't tell me how to run my mess

You're like a dull knife that just ain't cuttin'
You're just talking a lot and saying nothing
And sayin' nothing and sayin' nothing here we go

Shape up your bag, don't worry 'bout mine
My thing is together and Im doin' fine
Good luck to you, just allow that I'm wrong

Just keep on singing that same old funny song
Then just keep on singing that same old funny song
Just keep on singing that same old funny song
Keep on singin, keep on singin'

And you can't tell me how to keep my fitness sound
You can't tell me what I'm doing wrong