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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Cliff Richard
Cliff Richard
Stimme und Gesang
The Drifters
The Drifters
Stimme und Gesang
Terry Smart
Terry Smart
Schlagzeug
Ian Samwell
Ian Samwell
Gitarre
Ernie Shear
Ernie Shear
Gitarre
Frank Clarke
Frank Clarke
Kontrabass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ian Samwell
Ian Samwell
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Keith Bessey
Keith Bessey
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Norrie Paramor
Norrie Paramor
Produzent:in
Malcolm Addey
Malcolm Addey
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' and there
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, bye bye, my baby
[Refrain]
High class baby, high class baby, high class baby, high class baby
[Verse 2]
Well, go and find a rich man, put your arms around him
Tell him that you love him and then 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
[Chorus]
In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' and there
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, bye bye, my baby
[Refrain]
High class baby, high class baby, high class baby, high class baby
High class baby, high class baby, high class baby, high class baby
[Verse 3]
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
[Chorus]
In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' and there
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, bye bye, my baby
[Refrain]
High class baby, high class baby, high class baby, high class baby
[Verse 4]
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
[Chorus]
In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' and there
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 that
You're still my own true, my very own true
You're still my high class baby
[Outro]
High class baby, high class baby, high class baby
Baby, you're so high class
High class baby, high class baby, high class baby
Don't be mean to me, baby
High class baby, high class baby, high class baby
Baby, you're so high class
High class baby, high class baby, high class baby
Don't be mean, baby
Written by: Ian Samwell
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