text: I wanna tell you about my good thing
  I aint disclosing no names, but
  He sure is a good friend, and
  I aint gonna tell you where he comes from, boy
  If I tell you, you wont come again, hey
  I aint gonna tell you nothing, but I do will, but I know, yeah!
  Now let me tell you about my girl
  I open up a newspaper and what do I see?
  Ah, ah
  See my girl, ah, looking at me
  Ooh, and when she walks, she walks
  Let me tell you, when she talks, she talks
  And when she looks me in my eye
  Shes my baby, Lord, I wanna make her mine, baby
  Ooh, tell me baby what you want me to do!
  And you want me to love you, love some other men?
  Ooh, aint gonna call me Mr. Pitiful, no!
  I dont need no respect from nobody, no
  Ah yeah, no, no
  Ah
  I aint gonna tell you nothing, I aint gonna tell you no more, no!
  Shes my baby, let me tell you that I love her so and, and!
  She is the woman I really wanna love and let me tell you more
  Ooh! Shes my baby let me tell you, she lives next door
  Shes the one a woman the one a woman that I know
  I aint going, I aint going, I aint going to tell
  I aint going to tell you one thing
  That you really ought to know, boy!
  Shes my lover, baby, and I love her so, and
  Shes the one that really makes me whirl and twirl, and!
  Shes the kind of lover that makes me feel the whole world, and
  Shes the one who really makes me jump and shout, oh!
  Shes the kind of girl, I know what its all about!
  Take it on
  Take it, take it, take it
  Ah, excuse me
  Oh, will you excuse me?
  Im just trying to find the bridge!
  Has anybody seen the bridge?
  Please!
  I aint seen the bridge!