“(I’m Not Your) Steppin’ Stone (live)”

Peter: We’d like to do a song for you now that uh, was one of our singles uh, as opposed to one of our triples.
Davy: Okay. Everybody, clap your hands, come on. Woo! Stamp your feet too, come on. Are you ready? One, two, one two three four.

I, I, I, I, I’m not your steppin’ stone
I, I, I, I, I’m not your steppin’ stone

When I first met you, girl, you didn’t have no shoes
But now you’re walkin’ ’round like you’re front page news
You’ve been awful careful ’bout the friends you choose
But you won’t have my name in your book of Who’s Who

I, I, I, I, I’m not your steppin’ stone
I, I, I, I, I’m not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’

You’re tryin’ to make your mark in society
Usin’ all the tricks that you used on me
You’re readin’ all them high-fashion magazines
The clothes you’re wearin’, girl, are causin’ public scenes

I, I, I, I, I’m not your steppin’ stone
I, I, I, I, I’m not your steppin’ stone

[break]

Mike: One, two, one two three four.

Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone (No, babe, I’m not your steppin’ stone)
Not your steppin’ stone (No, not me)
(Oh no, not me)
(E-hee)
(Oh, babe, I’m not your steppin’ stone)
(No, babe, I’m not your steppin’ stone)
(Babe, not your steppin’ stone)
(No, not me)
(E-hee)
Not your steppin’ stone (Not your steppin’ stone)
Not your steppin’ stone (No, babe, I’m not your)
(Woo hoo!)

Davy: Yes!
Micky: Thank you!
Peter: Good night, thank you!
Davy: Goodbye.