Co-written by George and Tammy while they were married. Pretty clunky lyrics---while describing Jones's lifestyle, this sounds like Tammy wrote the words (the '70s lingo "all uptight" and a girl being "stacked" don't sound like Jones, nor does the sense of condescending irritation at "giving it up for people just like you" -- in his songs, Jones is rarely condescending or dismissive of his lifestyle). Neither star was great at writing a bridge, so I don't know who's responsible for the plodding "melody." But, nonetheless, interesting because a direct insight into their feelings at the time.
Well you just picked up the latest issue
Hot out of Nashville
And you can't wait to read the latest news
All about the big stars and their reckless way of living
Who got drunk last week and who got sued
No, you can't wait to read about someone not showing up
For Shindig number two in ole Saint Lou
And you're all excited, all up-tight about our private life
We gave it up for people just like you
Now you're reading now how so-and-so
Just left his wife and children
And you can't understand why he up and packed
And on the next page you see where he's working in Milwaukee
And the girl that joined his group is really stacked
Now right away you know just why the whole thing happened
And you're on your way to spread the latest news
Well that's one more reason why
We don't have a bit of private life
'Cause we gave it up for people just like you
But we're always glad you want to read about us
And the things you read may make you want to cuss
But we don't mind at all about you knowing what we do
'Cause we gladly gave up privacy for you
Now you turn the page and read about a club down in Atlanta
Where your favorite singer played and drank last night
Everybody there was really doing some heavy drinking
But your idol, he should have never got that tight
Oh he should have been the only one there sober
After all, he only worked from 9 to 2
Have you ever stopped to think
That he's only a human too
And he came down there to pick for you (little darlin')
Came down there to be and see, raise Cane, and to keep on singing for you
And the things you read may make you want to cuss
But we don't mind at all about you knowing what we do
'Cause we gladly gave up privacy for you
Now you turn the page and read about a club down in Atlanta
Where your favorite singer played and drank last night
Everybody there was really doing some heavy drinking
But your idol, he should have never got that tight
Oh he should have been the only one there sober
After all, he only worked from 9 to 2
Have you ever stopped to think
That he's only a human too
And he came down there to pick for you (little darlin')
Came down there to be and see, raise Cane, and to keep on singing for you
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