Big Stuff

So you cry Whats it about, baby? You ask why Blues had to go and pick you So you go Down to the shore, kids stuff Dont you know Theres honey in the store for you, big stuff Lets take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide So you stare Call it despair, baby Dont you care Im on the square about you Lets have a try It maybe that youre my guy Lets take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide Come in from out of the rain