Bobby Sox Blues Lyrics - Roosevelt Sykes

Bobby Sox, baby, I've got to let you go 

Bobby Sox, baby, I've got to let you go 

You've got a head full of nothin' 

But stage, screen and radio 

You chase autographs every night 

You write fan mail through the day 

You keep your great big head in the scrapbook 

Yes, and you throw the cookbook away 

Bobby Sox, baby, I've got to let you go 

You've got a head full of nothin' 

But stage, screen and radio 

Now you treat me like a stranger 

You don't have a word to say 

I ask you if you love me 

You say, "What would Frankie say?"