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Where Were You Baby
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Ca sĩ: Don McLean
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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 — 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 — don't ever say that we're through
Cos this time, pretty baby.. I'd like to walk right out on you!