Lyrics: The Babys. Rescue Me.

Talking 'bout a silver spoon
Money stocks and shares
Daddy's little sweetheart and private affairs
Said you looked so divine

Seen dining at the Ritz
And daddy's little sweetheart
Is looking for a fix
Ohh, yeah, ooh

Talking bout the silver spoon
And such expensive clothes
And daddy's little sweetheart
Would love some of those

I may be going crazy but I swear you're looking thin
Don't know where you're going
I sure know where you've been
So, come on and kick it

Ohh, baby, if you could only see
Come on, rescue me
Feels like I'm falling on a whiskey sea
Come on baby and rescue me

Talking 'bout silver spoons
Money stocks and shares
And daddy's little sweetheart
And private affairs

Said you looked so divine
Seen dining at the Ritz
And daddy's little sweetheart
Is looking for a fix

Round and round she goes
Round and round she goes

Ohh, baby, if you could only see
So, come on and rescue me
Feels like I'm fallin' on a whiskey sea
So, come on rescue me