Текст песни Billie Holiday - Big Stuff

So you cryWhat's it about, baby?You ask whyBlues had to go and pick youSo you goDown to the shore, kid's stuffDon't you knowThere's honey in the store for you, big stuffLet's take a ride on my gravy trainThe door open wide

So you stareCall it despair, babyDon't you careI'm on the square about youLet's have a tryIt maybe that you're my guyLet's take a ride on my gravy trainThe door open wideCome in from out of the rain
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