I gotta crazy little lady, she's a wildcat She's up the fourteenth floor, has a two room flat She's my honey lovin' baby Hep cats call her Sue She really digs this kinda livin' She's always got the hi-rise blues This scene ain't nothing like a rural route You ain't gotta go travel to the steppin' out I'm just a gift from the country I ain't got no pals Lord I don't need nobody Just my big city good times gal (Hi-rises baby!) (Woo, groovy baby?) (2nd Verse) Sometimes I tend to worry and I wonder too What a hillbilly guy like me gonna do If the day ever comes that she don't want me hangin' around Well I'll do a little jumpin' and hit every joint in town I got a flat out yonder down Texas way Hot rod Chrysler when I wanna play And a knife fer throwin' a fit that's gonna make 'em howl I'm gonna party with my baby My big city good time gal (Pound it down) (The professor) (Repeat 1st verse)