(Jimmy Reed) Bright lights, big city Gone to my baby's head Ah bright lights, big city They've gone to my baby's head Well I tried to tell you woman But you don't listen to what I said Alright, pretty baby You'll knock yourself out some day Oh alright, pretty baby You'll knock yourself out some day Well I tried to tell you woman But you don't listen to what I say
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