Nobody's Gotta' Know
run and tell everybody that you know
put it in the air let the four winds blow
the news'll go fast, it'll never go slow
nobody's gotta' knowyou can tell your boyfriend tommy too
just another change you can put the boy through
i hear him holler now, holler boo hoo hoo
nobody's gotta' knownobody's gotta' know you're crazy about me
nobody's gotta' know i feel the same about you
you can tell 'em girl, it's a cruel, hard world
nobody's gotta' knowgo and tell your mama, tell your papa, dear
i'm gonna' be their son you can make that clear
i can hear your papa now, 'that's a bad idea'
nobody's gotta' knownobody's gotta' know we're kinda going steady
nobody's gotta' know how close we are
tell the old man we got a long range plan
nobody's gotta' knowyou can tell everybody that's around
you can keep the whole thing underground
take me out baby, show me off around town
nobody's gotta' knownobody's gotta' know we've seen each other naked
nobody's gotta' know it's getting out of hand
whisper in their ear what you think they wanna' hear
nobody's gotta' knowyou can tell 'em all watch the teardrops fall
nobody's gotta' know
stop 'em in their tracks with the cold hard facts
nobody's gotta' know
if somebody pries tell 'em look into our eyes
nobody's gotta' knowphil lee-big yellow dog / richard bennett-bug music/ bmi
illustration by John Sieger
