Wait a Minute - The Coasters

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa…

Wait a minute

Let me understand

While I’m sitting here

Holding your hand

You’re telling me About the boy next door

Telling me that he Can offer you more

What a nerve, what a case

Better put her in her place

Wait just a minute

You know that won’t get it If that’s the way your love will be You might as well forget it Am I correct in Hearing what you say

That you would rather

Be with him instead

You said that you could

Travel with him far

Say he’s got a Brand new Cadillac car

Well, what you mean, is that so Better let that woman go I don’t go for

All the crazy noise

About you dating

All those other boys

If I’m gonna be Your only one

I’m not waiting

'Til your fun is done

You’re a riot and you’re tough

Honey, cut out all that stuff

I’m gonna tell you

For the very last time

If I’m yours

You better be mine

When I come home

About a quarter to four

Don’t wanna hear the

Slamming of the back door

You’re bad and so wild

Stop messing with me, child

You might as well forget it Why, you can just go on And forget about the

Whole cotton picking affair

I get so tired of you…