Good Time Charlie (part 1) Lyrics - Bobby Blue Bland

They call me Good Time Charlie 

Playboy with a whole lot of soul 

I said, they call me Good Time Charlie 

Playboy with a whole lot of soul 

I'm the last of the big time spenders 

I keep a pocket full of gold 

Oh, put on your red dress, baby 

We're going up to Sugar Hill 

I said, put on your red dress, baby 

We're going up to Sugar Hill 

Come on, come on 

If you won't, your sister will 

Lord, put on your red wig, baby 

I want you to ball with me 

Put on your red wig, baby, yeah 

I want you to go out and ball with me 

Don't you know the sky is the limit, baby? 

Little girl and everything's free 

Lord, I can make you feel good 

Just like I said, I would 

Lord, lord, I can make you feel so good 

Just like I said, I would 

It's all right, oh, lord, it's all right 

Lord, they call me Good Time Charlie 

Playboy with a whole lot of soul 

Lord, they call me, they call me Good Time Charlie 

Playboy with a whole lot of soul 

I'm the last of the big time spenders 

Little girl, I keep a pocket full of gold 

Oh, I can make you feel nice 

Yeah, yeah 

Oh, I can make you feel so good 

Just like I said, I would now 

Come on 

I said, we going up to Sugar Hill, baby