Lyrics

Bye, bye, baby doll, I find you too high class I bought myself a ticket but you won't let me pass This pink champagne and caviar are all very grand But I prefer just rocking to a rock †n' roll band You find a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see Lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye, bye, my baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby Well, go and find a rich man, put your arms around him Tell him that you love him and then go out and drown him Maybe with your riches, you'll find true happiness But I'll stay here a-rocking †cause it's what I love the best In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see Lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye, bye, my baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby Bye, bye, bye, bye, baby doll, I find you too high class I bought myself a ticket but you won't let me pass This pink champagne and caviar are all very grand But I prefer just rocking to a rock †n' roll band You find a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see Lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye, bye, my baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby You've got sable mink and a Cadillac Believe me honey, you're taking things too far You can't find a true love with a sack of gold Come on and love me, little honey, before you grow too old In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' And there'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see Lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoes Honey, I soon lose the blues, wait until you hear the news You're still my own true, my very own true You're still my high class, baby High class baby, high class baby, high class baby, high class baby (Baby, you're so high class) High class baby, high class baby, high class baby, high class baby (Don't be mean to me, baby) High class baby, high class baby, high class baby, high class baby (Baby, you're so high class, don't be mean, baby)
Writer(s): Ian Ralph Samwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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