Why Don't You Pratice What You Preach - The Boswell Sisters

You’re always telling me

What I ought to do

Telling me it’s wrong

To look at somebody new

You’re telling me

Well, I’m telling you

What don’t you practice what you preach?

(whoa-oh)

You’re always telling me

To wait until you call

I wait and wait and wait

And you don’t call at all

You’re calling me

Well, I’m calling you

Why don’t you practice what you preach?

You tell me that I’m your sugar-pie (yeah)

You swear you’ll never tell a lie (yeah)

You even say you hope to die

Well, how come you say it with your fingers crossed?

You’re always asking me

To name that certain day

Then you change the subject

And you think it’s OK

You’re asking me

Well, I’m asking you

Why don’t you practice what you preach?

I’ve had a lot of time to do some thinkin'

Staying home alone every night

And now I’m taking time to do some talkin'

Separating wrong from right

Now, you’re always telling me

What I ought to do

Telling me it’s wrong

To look at somebody new

Oh, you’re telling me

Well, I’m telling you

What don’t you practice what you preach?

You’re always telling me

To wait until you call

I wait and wait and wait

And you don’t call at all

Oh, you’re calling me

Well, I’m calling you

Why, why don’t you practice what you preach?

You tell me that I’m your sugar-pie

You swear you’ll never tell a lie

You even say that you hope to die

How come you say it with your fingers crossed?

You’re always asking me

To name that certain day

Then you change the subject

And you think it’s OK

You’re telling me

I’m telling you

Why don’t you practice what you preach?

Why don’t you, tell me

Why don’t you practice what you preach?

Why don’t you, tell me

Why don’t you practice what you preach?

Why don’t you practice what you preach?