Don't get me mad; don't tell no lie.
Don't make me sad; don't pass me by.
Baby are you holding,
holding anything but me?
'Cause I'm a real straight shooter,
if you know what I mean.
You can bring me love;
you can hang around.
You can bring me up; don't you bring me down.
Baby are you holding,
holding anything but me?
'Cause I'm a real straight shooter,
if you know what I mean.
I've been searching all night, just to find what I'm looking for.
Baby, baby, treat me right,
or I won't come round your door no more!
Don't get me mad; don't tell no lie.
Don't get me sad; just get me high.
Baby, what your holding,
half of that belongs to me.
'Cause I'm a real straight shooter
(Baby, don't you get me down…)
I'm a real straight shooter…
(I've been searching all night long…)
I'm a real straight shooter (baby)
if you know what I mean
If you know what I mean.