(Some corrections by HyenaDEN5 and friend, and Pampyra! Thanks!)
When I was a young boy
My momma said "Son,
If you don't stop making trouble
Then they'll put you on the run, boy.
So you better do it right,
And you better have a reason
Or you'll have to learn to fight.
Do you want to make it right?"
Hey!
When I was a young man
I couldn't get enough
Then I met you, baby
But, baby, I was too rough
Do you want to do it right
Would you like it to be real
Would you care to spend the night?
Make it right, make it right, make it
Hey!
I didn't know how to react
I hit them hard, they hit me back
You came along without a fight
I took you and it lasted all night
Older, now, and wiser and ready to succeed
Mmm I go where I'm not wanted
And I take just what I need, yeah
'Cause I want to do it right
And I'd like it to be real
If I have to learn to fight
Make it right, make it right, make it
