(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)

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Writer(s): Gene McFadden, John Whitehead, Leon Huff