Straight Shooter - With John Phillips Intro - The Mamas & The Papas

Don't get me mad; don't tell no lie.

Don't make me sad; don't pass me by.

Baby are you holding, holding anything but me?

'Cause I'm a real straight shooter, if you know what I mean.

You can bring me love; you can hang around.

You can bring me up; don't you bring me down.

Baby are you holding, holding anything but me?

'Cause I'm a real straight shooter, if you know what I mean.

I've been searching all night, just to find what I'm looking for.

Baby, baby, treat me right, or I won't come round your door

No more!

You can bring me love; you can hang around.

You can bring me up; don't you bring me down.

Baby are you holding, holding anything but me?

'Cause I'm a real straight shooter, if you know what I mean.

I've been searching all night, just to find what I'm looking for.

Baby, baby, treat me right, or I won't come round your door

No more!

Don't get me mad; don't tell no lie.

Don't get me sad; just get me high.

Baby, what your holding, half of that belongs to me.

'Cause I'm a real straight shooter

(Baby, don't you get me down...)

I'm a real straight shooter...

(I've been searching all night long...)

I'm a real straight shooter (baby) if you know what I mean -

If you know what I mean.