When I first met you, girl, you didn’t have no shoes (Ah-ah, not your steppin’ stone)
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 find my name in your book of Who’s Who
I, I, I, I, I’m not your steppin’ stone (Ah-ah ah-ah, ah-ah ah-ah)
I, I, I, I, I’m not your steppin’ stone (Whoa-oh, yeah yeah yeah)
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone, wah
You’re tryin’ to make your mark in society (Ah-ah, not your steppin’ stone)
You’re 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 (Ah-ah ah-ah, ah-ah ah-ah)
I, I, I, I, I’m not your steppin’ stone (Ah-ah) (Oh, there’s more!) (Oh no, not me!) (Hey!)
(Oh, babe, not your steppin’ stone)
(Not your steppin’ stone)
(Not your steppin’ stone)
(Not your steppin’ stone)
Mike: One, two, one two three four!
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone (No, babe, I’m not)
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone (No, not me)
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
Not your steppin’ stone
Not your steppin’ stone, ah
Micky: Thank you!
Davy: Thank you! Goodbye!