It’s My Own Business Songtext
von Chuck Berry

I am tired of you telling me what I ought to do
Stickin′ your nose in my business and it don't concern you
It′s my own business, it's my own business
Seems like the ones that want to tell you
They don't ever know as much as you


If I go buy a Cadillac convertible coupe
And all I got at home to eat is just onion soup
It′s my own business, it′s my own business
If I would rather ride around
In my own Cadillac convertible coupe

If I'm a dignatary on Capitol Hill
And up and married me a waitress in a hot dog grill
It′s my own business, it's my own business
Because I am not a juvenile
And I can go out at my own free will


After workin′ on my job and then drawin' my pay
If I want to go out and have a ball and throw it all away
It′s my own business, it's my own business
'Cause I don′t wait until tomorrow
To do something I could do today