Marvelous 3 - Big City Woman Lyrics
(b. walker, j. harte, d. child, h. benson, e. turner)Im just a porch stompin ol son of a gun.Thumpin on my guitar, chuggin down the rum.Got a bullet in my pocket and a big shot gun.Im lookin for a lover cus Im needin me one.Well listen up baby,Youre blue chip beauty with a high price spead.Sleepin in silk in your high rise bed.You got diamonds on your fingers,And neon in your eyes.But all the money in the world dont satisfy.You dont wanna be lonely, the whole night through.I dont wanna be lonely, girl I want you.Im all trash and youre all style.Country boy and a big city woman.Youre all flash and Im all smiles.Country boy and a big city woman, big city woman.Now Im a dirty desperado, youre a clean cadillac.Youre the buckingham palace, Im a birmingham shack.You want push, I want shove.Im so bad, youre so good.I guess thats why they call it love.You dont want to be lonely, the whole night through.I dont want to be lonely, girl I want you.Im all trash and youre all style.Country boy and a big city woman.Youre all flash and Im all smiles.Country boy and a big city woman.You can sashay on the town.Country boy and a big city woman.Youre cold as cash, but Ill burn you down.Country boy and a big city woman,Big city woman.
