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?