| Ooooh | |
| (What they do!) | |
| (They smile in your face) | |
| All the time they want to take your place | |
| The back stabbers (back stabbers) | |
| (They smile in your face) | |
| All the time they want to take your place | |
| The back stabbers (back stabbers) | |
| All you fellows who have someone and you really care, yeah, yeah | |
| Then it's all of you fellows who better beware, yeah yeah | |
| Somebody's out to get your lady | |
| A few of your buddies they sure look shady | |
| Blades are long, clenched tight in their fist | |
| Aimin' straight at your back | |
| And I don't think they'll miss | |
| (What they do!) | |
| (They smile in your face) | |
| All the time they want to take your place | |
| The back stabbers (back stabbers) | |
| I keep gettin' all these visits from my friends, | |
| yeah, what they doin to me | |
| They come to my house again and again and again and again, yeah | |
| So are they there to see my woman | |
| I don't even be home but they just keep on comin' | |
| What can I do to get on the right track | |
| I wish they'd take some of these knives off my back | |
| (They smile in your face) | |
| All the time they want to take your place | |
| The back stabbers (back stabbers) | |
| Low down... dirty... | |
| (What they do!) | |
| (They smile in your face) | |
| Smiling faces... smiling faces sometimes tell lies (Back stabbers) | |
| (They smile in your face) | |
| I don't need... low down, dirty bastards (Back stabbers) |