A long time ago, 1965 or so,
I met a man with a face that was a real disgrace.
he took, and put them in a little book
So ambitious was he,
he even took a picture of me
Then one day, he opened up a studio
To try to make a pay,
make it hit records you know
And he asked me along,
to write him a little song
I got the studio free to sign
this paper by me
You got to take good care of business,
my friend
Take good care of yourself
You got to take good care of business,
my friend
Otherwise you'll end up on the shelf
Later on, after I wrote that song
Even had it played up on
Radio 1
Man, as you say, money all gone away
You spend it, see,
up and down the country
You've got to take good care of business,
my friend
Take good care of yourself,
you've got to
Take good care of business, my friend
Otherwise you'll end up on the shelf
Well, I started to say
I mean, we've got to play
What else can we do?
We're not clever like you
Ben said he, you know how unfair
You can sign for the company
For another ten years
You've got to take
Take good care of business, boy
Take good care of yourself,
you've got to take
Take good care of the business, boy
Otherwise you're gonna
en d up on that shelf