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