"Big Stuff" as written by and Leonard Bernstein....
So you cry
what's it about, baby?
You ask why
the blues had to go and pick you.
So you go
down to the shore, kid's stuff.
Don't you know
there's honey in store for you, big stuff.

Let's take a ride
in my gravy train,
the door's opened wide
come in from out of the rain.

So you stare
call it despair, baby.
Don't you care
I'm on the square about you.
Let's have a try
it may be that you're my guy.

Let's take a ride
in my gravy train,
the door's opened wide
come in from out of the rain.

So you stare
call it despair, baby.
Don't you care
I'm on the square about you.
Let's have a try
it may be that you're my guy.


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