Uptight (Everything's Allright)
Baby, everything is all right,
Uptight, out of sight. 1
Baby, everything is all right,
Uptight, out of sight.
A poor man's son from across the railroad tracks,2
The only shirt I own is hangin' on my back.
But I'm the envy of every single guy,
Since I'm the apple of my girl's eye.3
When we go out steppin'4on the town, for a while
My money's low and my suit's out of style.
But it's all right if my clothes aren't new,
Out of sight, because my heart is true.
She says, "Baby everything is all right."
Uptight, out of sight.
Baby, everything is all right,
Uptight, clean out of sight.
Baby, everything is all right,
Uptight, plain out of sight.
She's a pearl of a girl;
I guess that's what you might say.
I guess her folks brought her up that way.
The right side of tracks, she was born and raised
In a great big old house full of butlers and maids.
She says, "No one is better than I."
I know I'm just an average guy.
No footfall hero or smooth Don Juan.
Got empty pockets; you see, I'm a poor man's son.
Can't give other things that money can buy,
But I'll never never never make my baby cry.
And it's all right, what I can't do,
Out of sight, because my heart is true.
She says, "Baby everything is all right."
Uptight, clean out of sight.
Baby, everything is all right,
Uptight, clean out of sight.
