They're talkin' 'bout you baby, up and down the line

They say you're sweeter than peaches in the summertime

Sharper than the edge of a razor blade

Everybody says you got it made in the shade



What's wrong with you

What's wrong with you

What's wrong with you

What's wrong with you is you ain't got me



Milder than a whisper through the Georgia pines

Or wilder than whiskey over homemade wine

The way you're put together, baby, nothin's out of place

You got a legendary smile and amazing grace



What's wrong with you

What's wrong with you

What's wrong with you

What's wrong with you is you ain't got me



Icin' on the cake

Sugar in your tea

Sparkle on the diamond

Baby can't you see



What's wrong with you

What's wrong with you

What's wrong with you

What's wrong with you is you ain't got me