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I'm talkin' 'bout my baby, not your baby |
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Say my babe, she's so fine |
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I'm talkin' 'bout my baby, not your baby |
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Say my babe, she's so fine |
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She's right there to love me |
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Well people come, rain or shine |
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Now I love her, don't you love her, cause |
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I love her, you hear? |
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I love her, don't you love her, cause |
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I love her, you hear? |
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She upsets my soul when she whispers sweet things in my ear |
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I love the way she walks, |
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I love the way she talks |
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She makes me feel so good, like a young man should |
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She never makes me cry, and here's why |
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She's my babe, she's my babe |
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Nothin' could be better than to see her in a sweater |
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And a real tight skirt that won't quit |
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Nothin' could be better than to see her in a sweater |
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And a tight skirt, that won't quit |
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I'm warm for her form, but people let me tell you that's it |
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My babe, oh my babe |
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My babe, oh my babe |
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My babe, my babe, oh my babe |
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My babe, oh oh my babe |
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My babe, oh my babe |
