Why Me

I met her in a night club over on the lower east side

I was workin' with my head down tryin' to keep the groove alive

She looked like a bunny out of Playboy magazine

I just had to meet her; she was the cutest thing I'd ever seen

She had high heel boots, blonde hair and big blue eyes

The way she was movin' to the music had me hypnotized

I ran up to her, said, "Baby, what's your name?"

I should've know better; now I've only got myself to blame

Why, why, why me?

Fallin' like this is the very last thing I need

If I had any sense, you know, I'd turn right around and leave

I said why, why, why me?

Started drinkin' champagne, makin' every joint in town

Bam! A hundred dollars every time I turned around

'bout the time my money ran out, you know, my honey was gone

And I was cryin' out loud to myself, as I was walkin' home

Why, why, why me?

Fallin' like this is the very last thing I need

If I had any sense, you know, I'd turn right around and leave

I said why, why, why me?