I'm gettin' tired of roamin' around
I'm gettin' tired of paintin' the town
Bright lights and blonde haired women don't thrill me
I'm getting tired of bein' lit up like a Christmas tree
I guess I've done ev'rything there is to do
You said it would be this way
Believe me baby, I'm all thru
Please let me come home to you
I'm gettin' tired of roaming around
Yeah, I'm gettin' tired of paintin' the town
Bright lights and blonde haired women, oh, don't thrill me
I'm gettin' sick and tired of bein' lit up like a Christmas tree
I guess I've done ev'rything there is to do
You said it would be this way
Believe me baby, I'm all thru
Please let me, please let me come home to you
Price Ray - BRIGHT LIGHTS AND BLONDE HAIRED WOMEN Lyrics
Price Ray - BRIGHT LIGHTS AND BLONDE HAIRED WOMEN Lyrics
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I'm gettin' tired of roamin' around
I'm gettin' tired of paintin' the town
Bright lights and blonde haired women don't thrill me
I'm getting tired of bein' lit up like a Christmas tree
I guess I've done ev'rything there is to do
You said it would be this way
Believe me baby, I'm all thru
Please let me come home to you
I'm gettin' tired of roaming around
Yeah, I'm gettin' tired of paintin' the town
Bright lights and blonde haired women, oh, don't thrill me
I'm gettin' sick and tired of bein' lit up like a Christmas tree
I guess I've done ev'rything there is to do
You said it would be this way
Believe me baby, I'm all thru
Please let me, please let me come home to you
I'm gettin' tired of paintin' the town
Bright lights and blonde haired women don't thrill me
I'm getting tired of bein' lit up like a Christmas tree
I guess I've done ev'rything there is to do
You said it would be this way
Believe me baby, I'm all thru
Please let me come home to you
I'm gettin' tired of roaming around
Yeah, I'm gettin' tired of paintin' the town
Bright lights and blonde haired women, oh, don't thrill me
I'm gettin' sick and tired of bein' lit up like a Christmas tree
I guess I've done ev'rything there is to do
You said it would be this way
Believe me baby, I'm all thru
Please let me, please let me come home to you