Big City Girls Lyrics - Suzie Cracks The Whip - Blues Traveler

You got one boy 

With your right hand 

And the other one 

You hail a taxi cab 

Big city girls you make a mess out of me 

Now I'm on my way back down to New Orleans 

You got a nice car 

From a rich man 

With a gold watch 

And a fake tan 

Big city girls you make a mess out of me 

Now I'm on my back down to Tennessee 

Big city days 

Seeing if it pays 

Barely rescued by the hell you're going to raise 

She's going to roll you 

Through the wasteland 

While she takes you 

To see the latest band 

Big city girls you make a mess out of me 

But I'm on my way back down to the Florida Keys 

She'll tip your last cash 

Past a velvet rope 

And you've got to crash 

Cause it's your only hope 

Big city girls you make a mess out of me 

But I'm on my way back home to New Orleans 

Big city days 

Seeing if it pays 

Barely rescued by the hell you're going to raise 

Big city night 

Hanging on too tight 

But she takes my hand and I give up the fight 

She's got one eye 

On the next bar 

And the other one 

On exactly who you think you are 

Big Apple girls you make a mess out of me 

South Jersey girls you make a mess out of me 

Hill Country girls you make a mess out of me 

Rocky Mountain Girls you make a mess out of me 

Sweet Valley you make a mess out of me 

Big Easy girls you make a mess out of me 

Little easy girls you make a mess out of me 

Any easy girls you make a mess out of me 

But I always come back home to New York City