Bright Lights, Big City
They gone to my baby's head
Whoa, bright light, an big city
They gone to my baby's head
I tried to tell the woman, but she don't believe a word I said
It's alright, pretty baby
(Gonna) need my help someday
Whoa, it's alright, pretty baby
Gonna need my help someday
Ya' gonna wish you had a-listened
To some a-those things I said
Oh go ahead, pretty baby
A-honey, knock yourself out
Oh go ahead, pretty baby
A-honey, knock yourself out
I still love ya baby
'Cause you don't know what it's all about
Bright light, a big city
They went to my baby's head
Oh, the bright light, the big city
They went to my baby's head
(I hope)
Writer/s: Jimmy Reed