You're trying to make your mark in society, using all the tricks that you used on me. You're reading all those high fashion magazines. The clothes you're wearin' girl are causing public scenes. When I first met you girl you didn't have no shoes now you're walking round like you're front page news. You've been awful careful about the friends you choose but you won't find my name in your book of Who's Who. 


I'VE SAID I'M NOT YOUR STEPPING STONE.