Song: |
HIGH CLASS BABY |
Writer: |
Ian Ralph Samwell |
Released |
1958 |
LYRICS: | |
HIGH CLASS BABY (Ian Samwell) 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 rockin’ to a rock ‘n’ roll band In a joint that’s a hoppin’ and a cat that’s a boppin’ There’ll be no stoppin’ me, wait and see A lot of things I gotta do go put on my dancing shoes Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye, bye, my baby (High class baby, high class baby) Well, go and find rich man, put your arms around him Tell him that you love him and go out and drown him May be with you’re riches, you’ll find true happiness But I’ll stay here a-rockin’, ‘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 A lot of things I gotta do go put on my dancing shoes Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye, bye, my baby (High class baby, high class baby) 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 rockin’ to a rock ‘n’ roll band In a joint that’s a hoppin’ and a cat that’s a boppin’ There’ll be no stoppin’ me, wait and see A lot of things I gotta do go put on my dancing shoes Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye, bye, my 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’ There’ll be no stoppin’ me, wait and see A lot of 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, a very own true You’re still my high class baby (High class baby, high class baby) Baby, you’re so high class Ooh, don’t be mean to me baby (High class baby, high class baby) Baby, you’re so high class |