and I search them coast to coast
You were scarce as low -cost housing,
baby, when I needed you most
And where were you, baby, baby,
in all this darkness and doubt
I peeked through fancy boudoirs,
and I peeked through window grates
romancing southern states
And where were you, baby,
in all this darkness and doubt
with a streetwalker named Besiah
Prices all up so high, hell,
It takes you, my baby, baby,
in all this darkness and doubt
But tonight I think I'm gonna
Look around and find me some
Now, perhaps a banker's daughter,
Well, I hope to do to her
And she'll have a fancy shack,
and studying to be a nymphomaniac.
And we'll have a little rye,
Then we'll have another rye,
just to get a little glow.
to make the conversation flow.
Then we'll have another rye,
Then we'll have a little gin,
and we'll play a little rye
And we'll suddenly realize
that we're getting kinda high
Then we'll turn the lights down low
to keep the bubs from getting hot.
And we'll play a little game
But tonight I think I'm going
to find me something swell
so I can wake up in the morning.
when butter costs a dollar,
and bread costs more than cake
cause think of what a gal
don't tell me that we're through
I'd like to walk right out on you.