Yes sir Well the bigger the city, well the brighter the lights Bigger the dog, well the harder the bite I don't know where you been last night I think
Yeah yeah Way down yonder you can hear the wind blow Through the tall grass growing in the old bayou The old bayou There's a dark haired woman that
Ooh baby I said baby, mama I don't know your name But I say lady, oh sugar I can play your game And every night when we leave your hall baby I see you