Went to a party, the New York style



I met a lady, make a sane man wild



She said the words only her lips could say



She made me want to throw my life away



But when I asked her, she said, "Maybe tomorrow, B.B."



And that's a story everybody knows







I took her flying, out across the sea



I thought I had her, I know that she had me



And when we landed, it was Paris, France



Seemed like a nice place, for some French romance



But when I touched her, she said, "Maybe a little later, B.B."



And that's the story everybody knows







We went to Berlin, and to Stockholm too



And on the Moscow, then to the Peking Zoo



As far as travel, she couldn't get too much



Somewhere in Oakland, she let me have just a little touch



And then she said, "I'm late for beauty appointment,



I've got a headache, and I believe I'm coming down with the flu"



And that's the story everybody knows