Baby, ev`rything is all right, uptight, out of sight.
Baby, ev`rything is all right, uptight, out of sight.
I`m a poorman`s son, from across the railroad tracks,
The only shirt I own is hangin` on my back,
But I`m the envy of ev`ry single guy
Since I`m the apple of my girl`s eye.
When we go out stepping on 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 ev`rything is alright, uptight, out of sight.
Baby, ev`rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.
I`m 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 the tracks, she was born and raised
In a great big old house, full of butlers and maids.
No one is better than I, I know I`m just an average guy,
No football hero or smooth Don Juan,
Got empty pockets, you see I`m a poorman`s son.
She says give her the things that money can buy
But I`ll 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 ev`rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.
Baby, ev`rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.
Baby, ev`rything is alright, uptight, ah ah ah ah,
Baby, ev`rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.
Baby, ev`rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.