I see you picked me out from the crowd
Could it be the way I play guitar?
Master of the soft, not to loud
One day, maybe I will be a star
I see you picked me out like you want something
But shame on you, baby, can't you see this ring?

[Chorus]
What do you want me to do, girl?
What do you want me to do, babe?
What do you want me to do, girl?
What do you want me to do, babe?

I got a woman, you got a man
So we got to do what's right
I said you'd get beheaded in other lands
If I were in your arms tonight
Quit tryin' to get me under that icy plunder
Boy, oh boy, what a scare, oh

[Chorus]

You picked me out of the crowd
And ooh, just so bold and so proud
And dressed like you want everybody to just say, "Wow!
Didn't her mama teach her better?"
Ow, dressed like that, somebody gon' get her

I see you picked me from the crowd
Could it be the way I play guitar?
Master of the soft, not to loud
I don't ever really wanna be where you are, where you are, no

What do you want me to do, girl?
Tell me, what do you want me to do, babe?
What do you want me to do, girl?
Tell me, tell me, what do you want me to do, babe?
I ain't tryin' to do that
What do you want me to do, girl?

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): PRINCE ROGERS NELSON