Song | Big City Good Time Gal |
Artist | Wayne Hancock |
Album | Swing Time |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hancock | |
(1st Verse) | |
I gotta crazy little lady, she's a wildcat | |
She's up the fourteenth floor, has a two room flat | |
She's my honey lovin' baby | |
Hep cats call her Sue | |
She really digs this kinda livin' | |
She's always got the hi-rise blues | |
This scene ain't nothing like a rural route | |
You ain't gotta go travel to the steppin' out | |
I'm just a gift from the country | |
I ain't got no pals | |
Lord I don't need nobody | |
Just my big city good times gal | |
(Hi-rises baby!) | |
[Interlude] | |
(woo, groovy baby?) | |
(2nd Verse) | |
Sometimes I tend to worry and I wonder too | |
What a hillbilly guy like me gonna do | |
If the day ever comes that she don't want me hangin' around | |
Well I'll do a little jumpin' and hit every joint in town | |
I got a flat out yonder down Texas way | |
Hot rod Chrysler when I wanna play | |
And a knife fer throwin' a fit that's gonna make 'em howl | |
I'm gonna party with my baby | |
My big city good time gal | |
(pound it down) | |
[2nd Interlude] | |
(the professor) |
zuo ci : Hancock | |
1st Verse | |
I gotta crazy little lady, she' s a wildcat | |
She' s up the fourteenth floor, has a two room flat | |
She' s my honey lovin' baby | |
Hep cats call her Sue | |
She really digs this kinda livin' | |
She' s always got the hirise blues | |
This scene ain' t nothing like a rural route | |
You ain' t gotta go travel to the steppin' out | |
I' m just a gift from the country | |
I ain' t got no pals | |
Lord I don' t need nobody | |
Just my big city good times gal | |
Hirises baby! | |
Interlude | |
woo, groovy baby? | |
2nd Verse | |
Sometimes I tend to worry and I wonder too | |
What a hillbilly guy like me gonna do | |
If the day ever comes that she don' t want me hangin' around | |
Well I' ll do a little jumpin' and hit every joint in town | |
I got a flat out yonder down Texas way | |
Hot rod Chrysler when I wanna play | |
And a knife fer throwin' a fit that' s gonna make ' em howl | |
I' m gonna party with my baby | |
My big city good time gal | |
pound it down | |
[2nd Interlude] | |
the professor |
zuò cí : Hancock | |
1st Verse | |
I gotta crazy little lady, she' s a wildcat | |
She' s up the fourteenth floor, has a two room flat | |
She' s my honey lovin' baby | |
Hep cats call her Sue | |
She really digs this kinda livin' | |
She' s always got the hirise blues | |
This scene ain' t nothing like a rural route | |
You ain' t gotta go travel to the steppin' out | |
I' m just a gift from the country | |
I ain' t got no pals | |
Lord I don' t need nobody | |
Just my big city good times gal | |
Hirises baby! | |
Interlude | |
woo, groovy baby? | |
2nd Verse | |
Sometimes I tend to worry and I wonder too | |
What a hillbilly guy like me gonna do | |
If the day ever comes that she don' t want me hangin' around | |
Well I' ll do a little jumpin' and hit every joint in town | |
I got a flat out yonder down Texas way | |
Hot rod Chrysler when I wanna play | |
And a knife fer throwin' a fit that' s gonna make ' em howl | |
I' m gonna party with my baby | |
My big city good time gal | |
pound it down | |
[2nd Interlude] | |
the professor |