| Well, that’s my baby, right over there-ere
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| With the ruby red lips look and the jet black hair
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| With the autumn of smi-i-ile and the eyes that shine
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| If you don’t see her-er-er-er-er, then you must be bli-ind
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| You can look my friend, but you better not touch
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| Ain’t that too much (ain't that too much)
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| Ain’t that too much (ain't that too much)
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| Everywhere we go-o-o-o, I feel oh so proud
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| 'Cause my baby draw-aw-aws, she draws a great big crowd
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| So we go danci-in', about-a every night
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| I ain’t got much bread loa-oa-oaf, but we make it alright
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| 'Cause where ever we go, we go Dutch
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| Ain’t that too much (ain't that too much)
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| Ain’t-a that too much (ain't that too much)
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| Oh, when I watch my baby da-ance
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| I just stand there in a trance
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| She’s the cutest little gir-irl I’ve ever know-own
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| Oh, when she’s-a walkin' down the street
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| Hearts are fallin' at her feet
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| But my baby saves her love for me alone
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| Talkin' 'bout my baby-y, she’s a pretty site
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| I’m in love with that gir-irl, with-a all my might
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| She’s so pretty, she just-a knocks me out
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| She knows what lovi-i-i-i-in' is all abou-out
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| She’s my leanin' post, tower and my crutch
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| Ain’t that too much (ain't that too much)
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| Ain’t that too much (ain't that too much)
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| Hit-it
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| She’s my leanin' post, tower and my crutch
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| Ain’t that too much (ain't that too much)
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| Ain’t that too much (ain't that too much)
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| Ain’t that too much now (ain't that too much)
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| Ain’t that too much (ain't that too much)
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| Ain’t that too much now-ow (ain't that too much)
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| Lord, ain’t that too much (ain't that too much)
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| Ain’t that too much (ain't that too much) |