Crept up as easy as I could on you
Gave you every chance to move aside
See him cursing in your rearview
You promised him his freedom and you lied
He told me that you're hauling precious cargo
There's a baby on your board
I can see that you're exhausted
Then the right lane's where you
Should be headed toward
Do the right thing
Do the right thing
And leave that left lane open
Do the right thing
Do the right thing
And let that man go free
I ain't stopping (He ain't stopping)
Or slowing down for nothin'
Do The Right Thing
I gotta bring my baby back, my baby back to me
He likes that life out on the highway
Keeps it fast and loose and light
When you want to slow it down come Friday
Move it over to the right
So if you see his headlights in your mirror
Kindly move aside and let him through
The left lane is for speedy folks like him,
The right lane is for slower folks like you.
Do the right thing
Do the right thing
And leave that left lane open
Do the right thing
Do the right thing
And let that man go free
I ain't stopping (He ain't stopping)
Or slowing down for nothin'
Do The Right Thing
I gotta bring my baby back, my baby back to me