The Jones

Hit me (whoo)
Come on (weee)
Yeah, I won′t stop
Drop it
I'm gon′ do it (What ya gon' do?)
I'm gon′ do it (yeah, yeah)
Watch me now
One lonely night
I decided to go out with some friends of mine
(Yeah, yeah)
I was fresh, I must confess
I was dressed to impress
Paid 20 dollars at the door
When I walked in I got more than I bargained for
If by chance she′d happened to dance my way
These are the words I would have said
(Oh)
Who wants to be like
Who wants to be like the Joneses?
(Yeah, yeah)
Don't wanna be like the Joneses
Who wants to be like (no, no, no)
Who wants to be like (no) the Joneses?
When the music started to play
Took me away
To somewhere I′d never been before
I met this girl, she's somewhat of a cutie pie
She really turned me on (yeah, yeah)
She happened to ask me for a dance
I didn′t want to blow my one and only chance
When the jam began to play
These are the only words I can think of to say
I expected to go out
Have a good time with my friends
And find myself some peace of mind (peace of mind)
How was I to know that I would meet someone
A gorgeous girl
That'd turn out to be a waste of my time
She told me her last name was Jones
We gon′ go on lots of funs
She said that she would give me the world
If I let her be my girl
She said if she became my wife
Her family would choose my life
I shook my head and these are the very words I said
Who wants to be like (oh)
Who wants to be like the Joneses?
Don't wanna be
Don't wanna be like the Joneses
Who wants to be like (I can do)
Who wants to be like the Joneses? (I′m gon′ do)
I don't want to be like the Joneses
Who wants to be like (don′t want to be)
Who wants to be like (I don't want to be) the Joneses?
Baby, I don′t need it to be that way for me, no
Who wants to be like (don't want to be)
Who wants to be like (I don′t want to be) the Joneses?
Don't want to be like the Joneses
To the W, to the O
To the K, to the I
To the E
Workin' on the mic so viciously
Got everybody swinging from the tress
While I′m on the dance floor
Doing the dance I called the Wookie girl
Who would ever think that the times of woe
Would ever be a form of ′fection?
Sit back, relax to the magic
Drop it, get waxed, swing, do nothing, yeah, go
All night long with your cap
Singing the same old song about
Some brother that done her wrong
But I'm manifesting on my fucking feet
Thar swinging all night long
I′m swinging to the funky beat
I'm bringing, I′m swinging and swinging
Oh, hey
Who wants to be like (that ain't me)
Who wants to be like the Joneses?
Who wants to be like
Who wants to be like the Joneses? (Sing)
Who wants to be like
Who wants to be like the Joneses?
Don′t wanna be like the Joneses
Who wants to be like
Who wants to be like the Joneses?