Ain't Nobody's Business But My Own - Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Jordan and his Tympany Five

You got a gal you love on Sunday

Then you get another for Monday

Ain’t nobody’s business but my own

You say you’re always home alone

How come I can’t get you on the phone?

Well, that ain’t nobody’s business but my own

Nobody’s business

Nobody’s business

Nobody’s business but my own

Nobody’s business

Nobody’s business

Nobody’s business but my own

All night long you’re playin' poker

Tell me, what’s the name of that joker?

Ain’t nobody’s business but my own

I come over, say, «Here I am»

Then I hear the back door slam

Well, that ain’t nobody’s business but my own

Nobody’s business

Nobody’s business

Nobody’s business but my own

Nobody’s business

Nobody’s business

Nobody’s business but my own

You tell me you’re in bed by seven

But your light’s on past eleven

Well, that ain’t nobody’s business but my own

Now you ain’t so smart and you ain’t good lookin'

How come you got so much cookin'?

Ain’t nobody’s business but my own

And you wear the prettiest ties and collars

Whereabouts do you get those dollars?

Ain’t nobody’s business but my own

You always talk about settlin' down

When I bring a ring, you’re not around

Well, I’ll be there the next time that you call

Well, let’s not fuss and let’s not fight

I’m sick and tired of sayin' goodnight

Well, let’s make up and hold each other tight

We both know we’re birds of a feather

Let’s go into business together

We can start a business of our own