| I am tired of you telling me what I ought to do
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| Stickin' your nose in my business and it don’t concern you
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| It’s my own business, it’s my own business
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| Seems like the ones that want to tell you
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| They don’t ever know as much as you
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| If I go buy a Cadillac convertible coupe
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| And all I got at home to eat is just onion soup
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| It’s my own business, it’s my own business
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| If I would rather ride around
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| In my own Cadillac convertible coupe
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| If I’s a dignatary on Capitol Hill
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| And up and married me a waitress in a hot dog grill
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| It’s my own business, it’s my own business
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| Because I am not a juvenile
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| And I can go out at my own free wil
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| After workin' on my job and then drawin' my pay
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| If I want to go out and have a ball and throw it all away
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| It’s my own business, it’s my own business
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| 'Cause I don’t wait until tomorrow
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| To do something I could do today |