Just because you smile at me and then touch my hand
Drink all my money encourage my dirty plans
I stand rigidly
Oh so attentively
Leering and dribbling
And then so suddenly I see
What's the matter with you
What's the matter, what's the matter with you
Let me touch you I think you're a wonderful you
What you mean your body is just one part of you?
I stand rigidly
So dejectedly
You talk stupidly
Now you're doing me in
Right, right in
What's the matter with you
What's the matter, what's the matter with you
You're so ugly I can't even look at your face
Your body's a dream but your mind is a stupid disgrace
I stand droopily
So dejectedly
You talk stupidly
Now you've finished me off
Right, right off
What's the matter with you
What's the matter, what's the matter with you
What’s the Matter was written by Ian Gillan & Janick Gers & John McCoy.
What’s the Matter was produced by Mick Glossop.