Miss Know It All Lyrics & Chords By Babyface

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
C'mon say, (oh yeah) "Yeah, yeah, yeah." (Come say, come say, come say)
C'mon say, "Yeah, yeah, yeah." (Come say, come say, come say)
C'mon, cmon. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Seems like you're always in my business time after time.
Like I can't make my own decisions - I'm wrong, but you're right.
It's either your way or no way: you don't compromise.
Has that never, ever entered your mind?
Even when you make mistakes, it ain't your fault.
Let me make the same mistake: the sky would fall!
It's either your way or no way: it's always your call.
You ain't nothing but a Miss Know-It-All. (Miss Know-It-All)

Who made you God? Who made you Queen?
Where do you get off like you know everything?
What makes you so right?
What makes me so wrong?
Why should I believe that you know anything at all?

Last time I checked,
You've parted no seas, ain't walked on no water, created a thing.
Who made you God? (Who made you God?)
Who made you Queen? (Who made you Queen?)
Yeah, that's what I thought, Miss Know-It-All:
You don't know anything.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Seems like you're always criticizing my every move:
Don't like my job, don't like my friends, don't like nothing I do.
You think the best way is your way: it's the only way to go.
You always gotta be in control.
Even when you know you're late, you're right on time.
If I ever make you wait, you lose your mind.
It's either your way or no way: it's always your call.
Ain't nothing but a Miss Know-It-All. (Miss Know-It-All)

Who made you God? Who made you Queen?
Where do you get off like you know everything?
What makes you so right?
What makes me so wrong?
Why should I believe that you know anything at all?

Last time I checked,
You parted no seas, ain't walked on no water, created a thing.
Who made you God? (Who made you God?)
Who made you Queen? (Who made you Queen?)
Yeah, that's what I thought, Miss Know-It-All:
You don't know anything.
Yeah, yeah yeah.
Don't know anything.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Who made you God? Who made you Queen?
Where do you get off like you know everything?
What makes you so right?
What makes me so wrong?
Why should I believe that you know anything at all?

Last time I checked,
You parted no seas, ain't walked on no water, created a thing.
Who made you God? (Who made you God?)
Who made you Queen? (Who made you Queen?)
Yeah, that's what I thought, Miss Know-It-All:
You don't know anything. (anything, anything)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Don't know anything
(Yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Not a damn thing.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Don't know anything.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah.)
If you know what I'm talking 'bout, say,
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
C'mon. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
C'mon say, "Yeah, yeah, yeah."
Ooh yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...