Escrita por Pete Townshend, foi gravada em 4 de novembro de 1980, no Odissey Recording Studios, em Londres, e lançada em 27 de fevereiro de 1981, no compacto que tinha The quiet one como Lado B. Sairia também no disco Face Dances, em 16 de março de 1981. Foi produzida por Bill Szymczyk. Foi cantada por Roger Daltrey com backing vocals feito por Pete Towhshend e o baixista John Entwistle. Foi o último hit da banda a chegar ao top 20 no Billboard Hot100, chegando ao número 18. Foi também o último a chegar ao Top 10 no Reino Unido, chegando ao número 9. Além disso, chegou ao número 4 no Canadá, número 9 na Holanda e na Bélgica, número 10 na Irlanda, número 21 na Austrália, número 23 na Nova Zelandia e número 61 na França. Pete disse que estava num momento ruim do casamento e começou a namorar com a filha de um amigo e queria que a música fosse muito boa porque ela era uma das melhores pessoas do planeta. Daltrey disse ser uma de suas favoritas de todos os tempos. Disse que parecia uma canção de Elvis. O riff de sintetizador foi tocado em um Yamaha E70 home organ. Towhshend tocou uma Rickenbacker 360/12. Roger Daltrey cantou os vocais principais, Pete Townshend tocou guitarra, teclado e fez backing vocals. John Entwistle tocou baixo e fez backing vocals. Kenney Jones tocou bateria. John Bundrick tocou teclado.
A letra:
You better you
better you bet, ooh
You better you better you bet, ooh
You
better you better you bet, ooh
You better you better you bet, ooh
I call you on the telephone
My voice
too rough with cigarettes
I sometimes feel I should just go
home
But I'm dealing with a memory that never forgets
I love to hear you say my
name
Especially when you say yes
I got your body right now on
my mind
But I drunk myself blind to the sound of old T-Rex
Mmm
To the sound of old T-Rex
Oh,
and who's next?
When I say, "I love you, "
you say, you better
You better you better you bet
When I say,
"I need you, " you say, you better
You better you better
you bet
You better bet your life
Or love will cut you like a
knife
I want those feeble-minded axes
overthrown
I'm not into your passport picture
I just like your
nose
You welcome me with open arms and open legs
I know only
fools have needs
But this one never begs
I don't really mind how much you love
me
Ooh, a little is alright
When you say, "Come over and
spend the night
Tonight, " tonight
When I say, "I love you, "
you say, you better
You better you better you bet
When I say,
"I need you, " you say, you better
You better you better
you bet
You better bet your life
Or love will cut you, cut you
like a knife
I lay on the bed with you
We could
make some book of records
Your dog keeps licking my nose
And
chewing up all those letters
Saying you better
You better bet
your life
You better love me all the time now
You
better shove me back into line now
You better love me all the time
now
You better shove me back into line now
I showed up late one night
With a
neon light for a visa
But knowing I am so eager to fight
Can't
make letting me in any easier
I know I've been wearing crazy
clothes
And I look pretty crappy sometimes
But my body feels so
good
And I still sing a razor line every time
And when it comes to all-night living
I
know what I'm giving
I've got it all down to a tee
And it's
free
When I say, "I love you, "
you say, you better
You better you better you bet
When I say,
"I need you, " you say, you better
You better you better
you bet
When I say, "I love you, "
you say, you better
You better you better you bet
When I say,
"I need you, " you scream you better
You better you
better you bet
When I say, "I love you, "
you say, you better
You better you better you bet
When I say,
"I need you, " you say, you better
You better you better
you bet
When I say, "I love you, "
you say, you better
You better you better you bet
When I say,
"I need you, " you scream you better
You better you
better you bet
You better bet your life
Or love
will cut you just like a knife
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