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What Went Wrong Last Night

Millie Jackson
[with Brandye (Donna Davis, Cynthia Douglas, Pamela Vincent)]

Brad Shapiro
Millie Jackson

Brad Shapiro

David Van De Pitte

David Van De Pitte

Felix Resnick/
Detroit

1979

Lyrics

I rushed home from work:
A three-day week, and I know my man.
I've got to hurry, and pack my clothes.
I've got three days with my man in the sunshine.

But I was awakened by "Oh, Say, Can you see?"
Sounds I heard from my TV.
He did it again to me.
Oh, Baby, What went wrong last night?
I need to know, now.
What went wrong last night?

I unpacked my bags...
Feeling the pain once more.
Why did I think this time would be different?
'Cause I'd been through it all many times before.

I keep accepting this humiliation.
He didn't even give me an explanation.
He said "I forgot."
End of conversation.
What went wrong last night?
Damn, I need to know, now:
What went wrong last night?

'Cause I need somebody who understands my ups and downs.
Oh, Yeah.
Said: I need somebody:

Someone that understands the things I need in a man.
All I ask is you do the best you can.
Someone to share the woman in me;
I need love constantly.
I'm not as strong as I seem to be...
Oh, Baby...

Come on and help me.
Can't you understand what you're putting me through?
And all the heartaches you caused me, Baby.
So long, I've been waiting...
Trying to wait until you get yourself together, Baby.
But I keep on waiting.

And you keep on running.
I've been waiting on you so long.
Waiting for my ship to come in.
Sometimes, I feel the keel about to break on me, Baby.
Why don't you straighten up?
Come on, Baby.
Yeah...

I'm searching, Baby.
I need somebody, somebody, anybody, to help me solve my situation.
Help me get my life back on the right track.
It's hard out here, and I'm so tired.
Hey, hey, Baby.
Uh, uh-hah, uh-ha...

Wait a minute, here!
Is this the real me?
Sitting here, crying in my beer?!
Acting like Mr. Opportunity's gonna ring my doorbell.
I'm gonna ring Opportunity's doorbell tonight!

I'm gonna get fine, get dressed, and go out and DISCO!
I can get down.  Dance up on me something fine.
Come to think of it, some of my girlfriends are supposed to come over here, anyway.
I'm gonna get sharp, and get ready to hang out tonight!
In fact, there's the doorbell.
Hey, y'all!
(What went wrong last night?)
Huh?

(What went wrong last night?)
You could at least say "Good Evening" before you get nosy.
(What went wrong last night?)
I really don't think it's your business.
About to be some nosy b******.
(What went wrong last night?)
Did y'all come over here to be nosy, or are gonna go an hang out?
(What went wrong last night?)
Come on... Let's go.

Oh!  So this is what a discotheque is all about.
Whew!  Mmmm-mmmm-mmmm.
Ooh - I like this one.
I'm gonna rock tonight.
Uh-ah.  What is that child over there doing?
The Freak?  Mmm - I'm just gonna try to get that one down.
Oh - I got it.
Ain't nothing to this Disco.  Shucks!
Anybody can do this.
I'm sure glad they created this Rock, though;
Even the old folks can do this.

(What went wrong last night?)
There y'all go again.
(What went wrong last night?)
You know: I'm gonna have to come out and go Discoing by myself.
(What went wrong last night?)
'Cause it's evident y'all just hang out in discos to be nosy.
I'm Going home.

Now, I must admit: This Disco is all-right.
I enjoyed myself tonight.
But I don't know about tomorrow.
I am tired; my feet hurt; I look like a wet rag.
This Disco might be quite costly.