You Had a Good Thing

You had a good thing and you blew it

When it came right down to it

You couldn't get down to it

What you couldn't get down to

Was treatin' our girlfriend right

Such a lovely girl, such a sweet delight

You had a good thing and you blew it

When it came right down to it

You couldn't get down to it

Anyone could see

That somethin' wasn't right

We never saw her so upset

As when you were comin' for the night

She jabs on her perfume (Jabs)

Slashes on her lipstick (Slashes)

Snaps (Snaps) on her bustier

Yanks on her (Yanks) thong

She jams on her stilettos (Jams)

Crams on her hat (Crams)

She's doing her duty

But she's hissin' like a cat—reow!

Just tryin' to mobilize her lover

To—uh—zero

Oh, with her booty

You had a good thing and you blew it (And you blew it)

When it came right down to it

You couldn't get down to it

I'm not talking flexibility

Or the Kama Sutra

But you were only nice to her

When it would suit'cha

(Play it, Sam)

(I don't think that's Sam)

And now you hear someone else

Is treating our girlfriend right

You wanna know what she does

When they come to spend the night?

Well...

She dabs on her perfume (Dabs)

Kisses her lipstick (Kisses)

Caresses (Caresses) her bustier

Thrills herself softly with her thong

She admires her stilettos

Turning that-a-way (Ah) and then this-a-way (Oh)

She takes great delight

In mobilizing her lover

To greater (Greater), greater (Greater), greater (Greater)

Greater heights

With her beauty

You had a good thing and you blew it (And you blew it)

When it came right down to it

You couldn't get down to it

And what you couldn't get down to

Was treatin' someone right

We never saw our girlfriend so lonely

As when you'd spend the night