BIG STUFF Lyrics - Billie Holiday
Leonard Bernstein
So you cry
What's it about, baby?
You ask why
Blues had to go and pick you
So you go
Down to the shore, kid's stuff
Don't you know
There's honey in the store for you, big stuff
Let's take a ride on my gravy train
The door open wide
So you stare
Call it despair, baby
Don't you care
I'm on the square about you
Let's have a try
It maybe that you're my guy
Let's take a ride on my gravy train
The door open wide
Come in from out of the rain
So you cry
What's it about, baby?
You ask why
Blues had to go and pick you
So you go
Down to the shore, kid's stuff
Don't you know
There's honey in the store for you, big stuff
Let's take a ride on my gravy train
The door open wide
So you stare
Call it despair, baby
Don't you care
I'm on the square about you
Let's have a try
It maybe that you're my guy
Let's take a ride on my gravy train
The door open wide
Come in from out of the rain
Writer: LEONARD BERNSTEIN
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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