Everybody Knows About My Good Thing by Z.Z. Hill Lyrics

I was talking to the postman
And he mentioned your name
Seems like everybody
Everybody knows about my good thing

Call the plumber, darling
There must be a leak in my drain
Seems like everybody
Everybody knows about my good thing

I was talking to my neighbor
About the way you wear your hair
They say you must have a lot of children
Because the milk man is always there

Call the plumber, darling
There must be a leak in my drain
Seems like everybody
Everybody knows about my good thing

I was talking to the butcher
He said you always look neat
I guess that's why my box
Is always filled with meat
Call the plumber darling
There must be a leak in my drain
It seems like everybody
Everybody knows about my good thing

Everybody, everybody knows about my good thing
Call the plumber, darling
There must be a leak in my drain
It seems like everybody
Everybody knows about my good thing
Ooh
Just go leave my good thing alone