When I was a young boy
My mama said "Son
If you don't stop making trouble
Then they'll put you on the run, boy

So you better do it right
And you better have a reason
Or you'll have to live to fight
Do you wanna make it right?"
Hey!

When I was a young man
I couldn't get enough
And then I met you baby
But maybe I was too rough

Do you wanna do it right?
Would you like it to be real?
Would you care to spend the night?
Make it right, make it right, make it
Hey!

I didn't know how to react
I hit them hard, they hit me back
You came along without a fight
I did it and it lasted all night
I'm old and now I'm wiser
And ready to succeed
Not go where I'm not wanted
And I take just what I need, yeah

So I wanna do it right
And I'd like it to be real
If I have to then I'll fight
Make it right, make it right, make it