So the big ole boy looks like he had enough
Still he could use a little mustard
Sits and laughs and talks about his groovy life
Can't sleep and steals all the covers

Get back!
When you got it, makes you want some more
Don't want to share a single bit

Come back!
When you ain't got, makes you want it more
And already it's running out
And already it's running out

When the next door Joe goes off into the dark
Lookin' around for some mustard
While Maria boils a bone in a big black pot
Tastes like the kind made by her mother

Get back!
When you got it, makes you want some more
Don't want to share even a bit

Get back!
When you ain't got, makes you want it more
And already it's running out
And already it's running out

Get back!
When you got it, makes you want some more
Don't want to share even a bit

Get back!
When you ain't got, makes you want it more
And already it's running out
And already it's running out