You Don't Have To Go - Alex Chilton

Whoa baby

You don’t have to go

Oh baby

You don’t have to go

I’m gonna pack up darlin'

Down the road I go

Well I give you all my money

Then you go downtown

And you get back in the evenin'

And called me all kind' of clown

Whoa baby

You don’t have to go

I’m gonna pack up darlin'

Down the road I go

Whoa baby

Honey what’s wrong with you

Oh baby

Honey what’s wrong with you

Well you don’t treat me darlin'

Like you used to do