Why, why, why baby? Why'd you make me do your thing? Why, why, why baby? Why'd you make me do your thing? Well, I was just an honest man Satisfied and doing fine When wild and wicked You came along You whispered in my ear You put thing in my mind And wham! Like everything's gone wrong Why, why, why baby? Why'd you make me do your thing? Why, why, why baby? Why'd you make me do your thing? I used to thank the Lord each night For good things in my world Three meals my apartment and T.V. Then you walked into my life Wanting rings and furs and pearls You said good loving don't come free Why, why, why baby? Why'd you make me do your thing? Why, why, why baby? Why'd you make me do your thing? I got so hooked on loving You tried to rip-off extra bread Got caught with the gun still in my hand With the gun still in his hand Now they put me in this cell If I stay here till I'm dead I swear I'll never understand Why, why, why baby? Why'd you make me do your thing? Why, why, why baby? Why'd you make me do your thing?