Look What They've Done To My Song-Ray Charles

Look What They've Done To My Song - Ray Charles Hello mama, hello mama it's me How you feeling mama? Hm-hmm, that's alright I've got something I want to talk to you about If you don't mind And I ain't mad, mama, no, no no no Wait a minute, listen mama Look what they done to my song, ma Look what they done to my song, ma The only thing I could do half right and now it's turning out all wrong, mama Look what they done to my song Now listen if you please Wish I could find a good book, I'd like to live in the thing now Wish I could find a good book, now, hey hey hey If I could find a real good book, you know I, I'd never have to come out and look At what they done to my song Look what they done to my brain, ma Look what they done to my brain Oh mama, it's a shame, you won't believe this, but it's true They picked it like a chicken bone and I'm-ah, just about to go insane mama Look what they done to my brain Now girls, if you don't mind, I'd like to hear that some French Ils ont change ma chanson, ma (ooh, not bad) Ils ont change ma chanson (uh-huh. Let me see here {franglish gibberish}) Ils ont change ma chanson (My French must be pretty bad, I better do this in English) Look what they done to my song, ma Look what they done to my song ma Put it in a plastic bag and they turned the bag upside down ma Look what they done to my song (scat) Maybe it's alright Maybe it's OK, I don't know But I tell ya If my tears were money, I'd be a millionaire today You know, the only thing I get to have right, now it's turning out all wrong, mama You can't believe what they've done to my song ma, that I wrote myself They put it in a plastic bag and they turned the bag upside down, mama Lord, if I could find a good book, I'd never have to come out and look at, uh What they trying to do to my brain It's a shame mama, you see they They done pick it like a chicken bone And I'm-ah just about to go insane I'm insane, insane, mama I'm going crazy, mama, that's what it is Lord knows I don't care what they done to my song No, I don't care about that, but see The main thing, mama What they trying to do to me You see, well they stole everything I had, mama And they made a million with it, and you know that hurts But oh, I'm gonna keep on working on the building, Just like you taught me, mama Whoah, yes I will, yes I will, yeah (scat, fade to end)