Delbert McClinton - Why me

^AI met her in a night club over on the lower east ^Dside I was work^Ein' with my head down tryin' to keep the groove ^Aalive S^Ahe looked like a bunny out of Playboy ^Dmagazine I just ha^Ad to meet her; she was the ^Ecutest thing I'd ever ^Aseen

^AShe had high heel boots, blonde hair and big blue ^Deyes The way she was movin' to the m^Eusic had me hypnot^Aized ^AI ran up to her, said, "Baby, what's your ^Dname?" ^AI should've know better; now I've ^Eonly got myself to ^Ablame

^AWhy, why, why ^Dme? ^EFallin' like this is the very last thing I ^Aneed ^AIf I had any sense, you know, I'd turn right around and ^Dleave I said wh^Ay, why, why me?

^AStarted drinkin' champagne, makin' every joint in ^Dtown ^EBam! A hundred dollars every time I turned a^Around ^A'bout the time my money ran out, you know, my honey was ^Dgone ^AAnd I was cryin' out loud to ^Emyself, as I was walkin' ^Ahome

^AWhy, why, why ^Dme? ^EFallin' like this is the very last thing I ^Aneed ^AIf I had any sense, you know, I'd turn right around and ^Dleave I said wh^Ay, why, why me?