• А
  • Б
  • В
  • Г
  • Д
  • Е
  • Ж
  • З
  • И
  • К
  • Л
  • М
  • Н
  • О
  • П
  • Р
  • С
  • Т
  • У
  • Ф
  • Х
  • Ц
  • Ч
  • Ш
  • Э
  • Ю
  • Я
  • A
  • B
  • C
  • D
  • E
  • F
  • G
  • H
  • I
  • J
  • K
  • L
  • M
  • N
  • O
  • P
  • Q
  • R
  • S
  • T
  • U
  • V
  • W
  • X
  • Y
  • Z
  • #
  • Текст песни Cliff Richard - High Class Baby

    Просмотров: 32
    0 чел. считают текст песни верным
    0 чел. считают текст песни неверным
    На этой странице находится текст песни Cliff Richard - High Class Baby, а также перевод песни и видео или клип.
    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

    In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin'
    There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see
    A lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe
    Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye bye, my baby

    (High Class Baby 2x)

    Well, go and find a rich man, put your arms around him
    Tell him that you love him and go out and drown him
    May be wich you're 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
    A lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe
    Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye bye, my baby

    (High Class Baby 2x)

    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

    In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin'
    There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see
    A lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe
    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 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) Baby, you're so high class
    (High class baby, high class baby) Don't be mean to me, baby
    (High class baby, high class baby) Baby, you're so high class
    (High class baby, high class baby) Don't be mean, baby
    Опрос: Верный ли текст песни?
    Да Нет