People always ask me 
How do make a hit record 
And I tell them, it's you 
The public who make hit records 

But here's what I do 
Now I get a little beat 
And I get a little song 
And I get a little group 
Then the band comes along 

That's all, that's all 
That's all, that's all 
That's all I need 
To make a hit record 

Then I met a man 
With a long cigar 
I said, look here, man 
I wanna be a star 

Listen to my beat 
Listen to my song 
Now dig the group 
Ain't that pretty 
Man, we can't go wrong 

Well, he made me sign 
The paper for twenty years 
But I didn't mind that paper 
Cause the people cheered 
When they heard my beat 

Ah, hit it, brother 

When they heard my song 
When they dug the group 
Go on, children 
Well, it didn't take long 

Now, I'm walking on air 
I ain't got a care 
Said, why don't you 
Try the same thing too 

Just get a little beat 
Go on and get it, brother 
Get yourself a song 
Now dig the group 
Man, you can't go wrong