Lyrics for Jake Stratton's "BIG TIME"

BIG TIME

You were a country girl in a little hick town

I was the boy next door that you couldn’t turn down

I tried to make you mine and got down on one knee

You said, “Honey, this town ain’t gonna hold me”

So, you hopped a bus out to Sunny L.A.

Sayin’ someday, babe, they’re gonna know my name

You hooked a movie star and got him payin’ your bills

Now you’re livin’ in up in the Hollywood Hills

You got the TMZ camped out at your door

You’re makin’ headline news at the grocery store, oh

Come on now, baby – you’re Big Timin’ me here
I don’t like the tone of your voice and your body language is clear

Come on now, baby – just get over yourself

You’ve been driving ‘round in those fancy cars like you’re somebody else

So, come on baby

I went to call you up just for old time’s sake

But, your manager told me that’ll run me 10K

I said, “Come on, man!  What the hell do you mean?”

He said, “Your girl next door is now a media queen.”

You’ve been shakin’ your ass with Versace on

And brushing your teeth with Dom Perignon, I said

Come on now, baby – you’re Big Timin’ me here
I don’t like the tone of your voice and your body language is clear

Come on now, baby – just get over yourself

You’ve been driving ‘round in those fancy cars like you’re somebody else

 So, come on baby

Come on now, baby – you’re Big Timin’ me here
I don’t like the tone of your voice and your body language is clear

Come on now, baby – just get over yourself

You’ve been driving ‘round in those fancy cars like you’re somebody else

So, come on baby

Come on now, baby – you’re Big Timin’ me here
I don’t like the tone of your voice and your body language is clear

Come on now, baby – just get over yourself

Ooh, like you’re somebody else

So, come on baby

Written by and © 2018 - JAKE STRATTON