Lyrics:

Well, they're telling me to stop singing country
That kind of music ain't much chop
Record company man said 'Hey, Mr. Brand
Why don't you start singin' some pop
We'll make more money, you'll get more honeys
It's the way to go'
Well, I thought for a second and a second's all it took and said
'Nah, I don't think so'
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, I don't think so
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, I don't think so
I don't think so
I've been doing my best to please her
Even made her brekky in bed
Cleaned up the yard, polished her car
And put the rusty old ute in the shed
But when she said 'Hon, we're going to Mum's
And this time you've gotta go'
Well, I thought for a second and a second's all it took and said
'Nah, I don't think so'
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, I don't think so
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, I don't think so
I don't think so

They tell me I should get me a sail boat
A skipper on a yacht I should be
Fresh sea air, breeze in my hair
Sounds like way too much fun for me
'Cause I got a need for V8 speed
And it ain't a race if tyres don't smoke
Well, I thought for a second and a second's all it took and said
'Nah, nah, nah, nah I don't think so'
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, I don't think so
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, I don't think so
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, I don't think so
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, I don't think so
I don't think so

I'd love to go to your Mum's darlin'
I don't think so
I just got too much work to do
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah
I gotta vacuum the hedge
No way, not today
Trim the lounge
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah
Oh, and paint the fishes, oh
I really don't think so