Testo Why Me

I met her in a night club over on the lower east side I was workin' with my head down tryin' to keep the groove alife She looked like a bunny out of Playboy magazine I just had to meet her; she was the cutest thing I'd ever seen She had high heel boots, blonde hair and big blue eyes The way she was movin' to the music had me hypnotized I ran up to her, said "Baby, what's your name?" I should've known better; now I've only got myself to blame I said why, why, why me? Fallin' like this is the very last thing I need If I had any sense, you know, I'd turn right around and leave I said why, why, why me? Started drinkin' champagne, makin' every joint in town Bam! A hundred dollars every time I turned around 'Bout the time my money ran out, you know, my honey was gone And I was cryin' out loud to myself, as I was walkin' home I said why, why, why me? Fallin' like this is the very last thing I need If I had any sense, you know, I'd turn right around and leave I said why, why, why me? Why, why, why me?