Hittin' on Nothing Songtext
von Irma Thomas

You can keep your sweet talk,
keep your lies
Keep all of your promises
save that jive

You ain′t hittin' on nothin′
unless you got something for me

You know you promised me diamonds,
I'll never forget
I ain't seen hide nor hair
of a diamond yet

All I get is (talk, talk, talk)
Get your papers and (walk, walk, walk)
You ain′t hittin′ on nothin'
unless you got something for me


You know you promised me a mink coat,
for my birthday
I ain′t seen mink, rat or rabbit
Make it any old way

I'm tired of your (talk, talk, talk)
Hit the road, Jack (walk, walk, walk)
No no more talk (talk, talk, talk)
Get your bags and walk (walk, walk, walk)

You ain′t hittin' on nothin′
unless you got something for me

Hey, Hey
You ain't hittin' on nothin′
unless you got something for me

Ah-Huh
You ain′t hittin' on nothin′
unless you got something for me

Hit the road
You ain't hittin′ on nothin'
unless you got something for me


Hey, Hey
You ain′t hittin' on nothin'
unless you got something for me