Fellas, this ain't a reason
for your woman to leave you
Oh, nothing is, oh, nothing is
I got a message for you
so -called men out there
I want you to take out
your pencils and papers
Take this message down
You're running round on the corner
And you're cheating too, yes you are
You little kids at home
With holes all in their shoes
You ought to be ashamed
All the money's in your pocket
And the car key's in your hand
Instead of taking care of the home
You're chasing every woman you can
Now you can't understand
Why your woman's got another man
No need for you to be surprised
You can't blame the woman
For saying goodbye
There ain't a reason
For your woman to leave you
Oh, nothing is
Oh, nothing is
Listen! You had your woman
come over
While your wife was gone
Yes, you did
You got out your wife last night,
So your woman could feel at home
You started to have a party
But you forgot to lock the door
Now she left you sad and blue
But what else did you expect
her to do?
You've got the nerve to be so proud
You can't blame the woman
or blame that boy
That ain't a reason
for your woman to leave you
Oh, nothing is, oh, nothing is
Oh, there ain't a reason
for your woman to leave you
Oh, nothing is, oh, nothing is
Oh! Oh!
Listen!
You're wearing a silk suit,
English lover's shoes
You let your home go to pieces,
trying to make yourself look cool
You eat out at the steakhouse,
while your family eat pork and beans
Your wife's name is Betty,
you keep calling her Jean
Now you're ready to fight
Of course you didn't come
home last night
But you're the one who started first
Leaving home, changing starts
And that ain't a reason
For your woman to leave you
Oh, nothing is
Oh, nothing is
And that ain't a reason
For your woman to leave you, fellas
Oh, nothing else, oh, nothing else
Don't you know,
somebody's got a reason
For your woman to leave you
If it ain't nothing else, oh, nothing else