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Don McLean - Solo (1976) - Where Were You, Baby?

Where Were You, Baby?
Don McLean
Solo (1976)

Where Were You Baby? - (Josh White)
As recorded by DonMclean

I looked through every barroom
And I searched from coast to coast
You were scarce as low-cost housing
Baby when I needed you most

And where were you baby, when my heart went out?
You left me ba by, in all this darkness and doubt

Now I peeked through fancy boudoirs
And I peeked through window grates
I only saw Republicans, romancing Southern states

And where were you baby, when my heart went out?
You left me ba by, in all this darkness and doubt

Now I tried to replace you with a streetwalker named Desire
But prices up so high, hell I couldn't afford to try her
It takes you my baby, baby, baby â€" to put my body out
You left me baby, in all this darkness and doubt

But tonight I think I'm gonna take some good advice
I'm gonna look around and find somebody that's a really nice
Well perhaps a banker's daughter and if her Papa's a cuss
Well I hope to do to her what her Papa does to us

And we'll have fancy shack and a fancy Cadillac
And she'll be studying to be, a nymphomaniac
And we'll have a little rye and we'll play a little gin
We'll have another rye and we'll play another gin

And then we'll have another rye just to get a little glow
Have another rye just to make the conversation flow
And then we'll have another rye and we'll play a little gin
We'll have another rye and we'll tune some music in

And then we'll have another gin.... and we'll play a little rye...
And we'll suddenly realize that we're getting kind of high
And so we'll turn the lights down low...... to keep the bulbs from getting hot

And we'll play a little game called .. "Yes?"...."No!" ...
Why not?

But tonight I think I'm gonna find me something swell
So I can wake up in the morning... miserable as hell

Now when butter costs a dollar, bread costs more than cake
Come back soon cause, babe, think of what a gal like you could make
Yes come back baby, baby, baby â€" don't ever say that we're through
Cos this time, pretty baby.. I'd like to walk right out on you!

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