Talkin' 'bout my baby, not your baby
Say, my baby, she's so fine
Talkin' 'bout my baby, not your baby
Say, my baby, she's so fine
She's right there to love me
But people come up, rain or shine
I love her, don't you love her?
'Cause I love her, are you here?
I love her, don't you love her?
'Cause I love her, are you here?
She upsets my soul
When she whispers sweet things in my ear
I love the way she walks
I love the way she talks
She makes me feel so good
Like a young man should
She never makes me cry
Here's why
She's my baby, she's my baby
Nothing could be better
Than to see her in a sweater
And a real tight skirt that won't quit
Nothing could be better
Than to see her in a sweater
And a tight skirt that won't quit
She's wrong for her phone
But people, let me tell you, that's it
My, my, my, my baby
Oh, oh, oh, my baby
My, my, my, my baby
Oh, oh, oh, my baby
My, my, my, my baby
My baby, my baby
My, my, my, my baby
Oh, oh, oh, my baby
My, my, my, my baby
Oh, oh, oh