Cliff Richard - High Class Baby [Mono-to-Stereo] - 1958

CLIFF's second 45-single recorded October 3, 1958 at EMI's Abbey Road Studios, London. Produced by Norrie Paramor. [LYRICS BELOW] Musicians: Cliff Richard (vocals), Ian Samwell (guitar), Ernie Shear (guitar), Frank Clarke (stand-up bass) and Terry Smart (drums). HIGH CLASS BABY Written by Ian Samwell LYRICS: [verse 1] Bye, bye, baby doll, I find you too high class I bought myself a ticket, but you won't let me pass This pink champagne and caviar are all very grand But I prefer just rocking to a rock 'n' roll band In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see A lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye bye, my baby High Class Baby, High Class Baby High Class Baby, High Class Baby [verse 2] Well, go and find a rich man, put your arms around him Tell him that you love him and go out and drown him May be wich you're riches, you'll find true happiness But I'll stay here a-rocking, 'cause it's what I love the best In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see A lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye bye, my baby (guitar break) High Class Baby, High Class Baby High Class Baby, High Class Baby [verse 3] Bye, bye, bye, bye, baby doll, I find you too high class I bought myself a ticket, but you won't let me pass This pink champagne and caviar are all very grand But I prefer just rocking to a rock 'n' roll band In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see A lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye bye, my baby High Class Baby, High Class Baby High Class Baby, High Class Baby [verse 4] You've got sable mink and a Cadillac Believe me honey, you're taking things too far You can't find a true love with a sack of gold Come on and love me, little honey, before you grow too old In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see A lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoes Honey, I soon lose the blues, wait until you hear the news You're still my own true, my very own true You're still my high class baby (High class baby, high class baby) Baby, you're so high class (High class baby, high class baby) Don't be mean to me, baby (High class baby, high class baby) Baby, you're so high class (High class baby, high class baby) Don't be mean, baby