"Going On Strike" lyrics

Western Union and telegrams
Keep informing me about Vietnam
My baby's over there
And my friends are wondering
Ooh, wondering why I don't go nowhere

Well, if you're one of them, I still love him

And I'm going on strike 'til my baby comes back
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo

All night parties and invitations
Even from his best friends
They've been waiting, I can tell they've been thinking
This would be times I'd let 'em in

His love is good now as even then

So I'm going on strike 'til my baby comes back
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo

His love is strong to cross the sea
Every night I sleep, he kisses me
I walk the street not seeing nobody
Do I hear love? I surely got it
I'm going, I'm going (Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo)

Sittin' up crying, reading the newspaper
Keeps informing me about Vietnam
My baby's over there, and my friends are wondering
Ooh, wondering why I don't go nowhere

Well, if you're one of them, I still love him

And I'm going on strike 'til my baby comes back
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo

Going on strike 'til my baby comes back
Gonna strike (Going on strike)
'Til my baby comes back ('Til he gets back)
I don't need no part-time lover (Going on strike)
Gonna be out here ('Til he gets back)
Gonna strike (Going on strike)
'Til my baby comes back ('Til he gets back)
I don't need nobody (Going on strike)
'Til my baby comes back ('Til he gets back)
I'm going (Going on strike)
I'm going on strike, yeah ('Til he gets back)