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I wanna tell you about my baby |
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I speak of him with pride |
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He goes all the way, he keeps me satisfied lord |
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He's my baby, he's my baby, can't you see |
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Well, I can't call him sugar, sugar never was so sweet |
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Well he gets up every morning |
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Serves breakfast in bed |
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He manicures my nails and scratches dandruff from my |
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head lord |
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He's my baby, he's my baby, can't you see |
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Well, I can't call him sugar, sugar never was so sweet |
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Well I'll say what I want, that's the way it's supposed to |
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be |
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He bends over backwards, ooh that pleases me |
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He's my baby, he's my baby, can't you see |
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Well I can't call him sugar, sugar never was so sweet |
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Well I can't call him sugar, sugar never was so sweet |
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I just can't call him sugar, sugar never was so sweet. |
