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Mcclinton Delbert

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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 alife
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 known better; now i've only got myself to blame

(chorus)
I said 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

(repeat chorus)

Why, why, why me?

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