Cramp Your Style

Baby, sometimes you treat me good
 Sometimes you treat me bad
 Sometimes you make me happy
 Sometimes you make me sad
 But you do me wrong, baby
 You treat me like a child
 Well, if you don't get yourself together
 I'm gonna have to cramp your style
 Hey
 Baby, sometimes you make me smile
 Sometimes you make me cry
 Sometimes you treat me like an old worn-out shoe
 I don't even understand why
 But you do me wrong, baby
 And you treat me like a child
 Well, if you don't get yourself together
 I'm gonna have to cramp your style
 Hey
 I said if you don't get yourself together
 I'm gonna have to cramp your style