Baby, I've got a one-way ticket to nowhere.
Ain't got hundreds, so I count money in this chair.
Exit, stage right. Baby, I get stage fright,
And my baby runs this show and she's got a big share.
Sold my car and I got no transport in this town.
One night, baby, you'll look for me. I won't be around.
Exit, stage right. Baby, I get stage fright,
And my baby runs this show and she's got a big share.
Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb
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