Ain't what she says, it's the
way she says it
that makes my heart skip a
beat
when she says baby, baby,
baby
sounds so dirty and so sweet
I ought to know better but
it just ain't my fault
love to hear to my baby when
she baby talk
I lost my job, can't be on
time
can't get the rent, I don't
care about none of that stuff
'cause when my baby's talking
to me
I jsut can't get enough
I ought to know better but
it just ain't my fault
love to hear my baby when
she baby talk
Marco Giunco |
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