Big City
Headed back on a highway drive, Interstate 85
Coming back from a show that we had in Charlotte
It was getting kinda late and the fireworks display
It played a thief to all the stars glory
And the wheels they were turning
Boy my eyes they were burning
It said: "Raleigh, fifty miles"
Big city, turn me on
Pick me up, throw me down just like your doll
Don't tell me I'm wrong when I know just what I saw
Big city, turn me on
Me and my friends go to the same bar every Thursday
We stare at the centerfold eyes that keep mixing our drinks
The liquor lies are all that's left of this poor girl's innocence
She don't know my name but I'll be damned if one day she won't
Big city, turn me on
Pick me up and throw me down just like your doll
Tell me I'm wrong when I know just what I saw
Big city, turn me on, turn me off
Candlelight retrospection on a hand me down couch
There's coffee in my hand
Her head in my lap and Dylan on the stereo
Like a jewelry store window, her eyes they were made to sparkle
And for a moment, I still believed in love
Big city, turn me on
Pick me up, throw me down to the ground just like your doll
Tell me I'm wrong when I know good and well what I saw
Big city, turn me on, boy, turn me off
I said, big city turn me on
(Big city, turn me on) said, big city turn me on
(Pick me up, throw me down to the ground just like your doll)
Big city, turn me on
(Tell me I'm wrong when I know just what I saw)
Big city, turn me on
(Big city, turn me on, boy, turn me off)
Big city, turn me on
Coming back from a show that we had in Charlotte
It was getting kinda late and the fireworks display
It played a thief to all the stars glory
And the wheels they were turning
Boy my eyes they were burning
It said: "Raleigh, fifty miles"
Big city, turn me on
Pick me up, throw me down just like your doll
Don't tell me I'm wrong when I know just what I saw
Big city, turn me on
Me and my friends go to the same bar every Thursday
We stare at the centerfold eyes that keep mixing our drinks
The liquor lies are all that's left of this poor girl's innocence
She don't know my name but I'll be damned if one day she won't
Big city, turn me on
Pick me up and throw me down just like your doll
Tell me I'm wrong when I know just what I saw
Big city, turn me on, turn me off
Candlelight retrospection on a hand me down couch
There's coffee in my hand
Her head in my lap and Dylan on the stereo
Like a jewelry store window, her eyes they were made to sparkle
And for a moment, I still believed in love
Big city, turn me on
Pick me up, throw me down to the ground just like your doll
Tell me I'm wrong when I know good and well what I saw
Big city, turn me on, boy, turn me off
I said, big city turn me on
(Big city, turn me on) said, big city turn me on
(Pick me up, throw me down to the ground just like your doll)
Big city, turn me on
(Tell me I'm wrong when I know just what I saw)
Big city, turn me on
(Big city, turn me on, boy, turn me off)
Big city, turn me on
Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Justin Barham
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