[Intro: Michael Bivins]
Let's get an intro that's good to go
Yo
[Verse 1: Michael Bivins]
Well, I'm Mike and I like pinstripes
And skinny tights, girls with tight white Nike shorts
And I know that you know that we know
Bell Biv DeVoe flow
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2: Michael Bivins]
In the morning, I wake up, take up time
Shake up, shake up, mash the coffee grinds
But after baking up breakfast
I get dressed, just put on my necklace
And since I'm restless
Next it's time to start stepping to the exits
But after I leave my home (Yeah)
Call Mr. Cold Ron on the car phone
But Mr. Ron is on the freeway
Then quickly, I called Ricky on a threeway
Told him what I had to say, said, "Forget all the he-say, she-say"
No pain, no gain, no fame
Ain't nothing changed
Not a damn thing
You know what I'm saying, Ron?
[Pre-Chorus]
Ain't nothing changed
Ain't nothing changed
[Chorus: Ricky Bell]
Ain't nothing changed, ain't nothing changed
Ain't nothing changed, ain't nothing changed
Ain't nothing changed, ain't nothing changed
[Verse 3: Ronnie DeVoe]
Next, it's time to practice at the studio
Rehearsing verses is my duty though
Let the system boom, vibrate the room
All before high noon
When the groove is groovy
It soothes me like an old-time movie
We work and work and work and work
To wreck the concerts
No pain, no gain, no fame
Yo, ain't nothing changed
[Chorus: Ricky Bell, Michael Bivins & Ronnie DeVoe]
Ain't nothing changed, ain't nothing changed (We all rock from day to day, here to stay 'cause we don't play, that's how we get paid)
Ain't nothing changed, ain't nothing changed (Hey, that's how we get paid)
[Verse 4: Ronnie DeVoe, Michael Bivins, & Ricky Bell]
Behind stages, I may just look
Through pages of books
We'll take a vote
Which lyrics to quote?
Flip the light switch up
Turn the pitch up
As we pose for the picture
Everybody get down
Now that we worked with no days off (Yeah)
Hard work pays off
When the curtain is raised
Clap your hands in the audience, give yourselves a praise
After the show
We had to go
Collect the dough
And sip some Mo'
And sign a couple of autographs
Yeah, and have a couple of lit ass
No pain, no gain, no fame
Ain't nothing changed
Sucker
You know what I'm saying, sucker?
[Chorus: Ricky Bell, Michael Bivins & Ronnie DeVoe]
Ain't nothing changed, ain't nothing changed (That's how we get paid)
Ain't nothing changed, ain't nothing changed (Ayy, that's how we get paid)
Ain't nothing changed, ain't nothing changed (That's how we get paid)
Ain't nothing changed, ain't nothing changed (Ayy, that's how we get paid)
Ain't nothing changed