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I left my baby overseas
I'm sure gonna get her back someday
One, two, one, two, three, four
Well, I, I got my papers
I'll do some walking
It doesn't matter how far I've got to go
I'll climb those fences
I'll take those chances
To get my baby from overseas
'Cause she, she's my girl
Yeah, she, she's my world
And she needs me
Well, I, I've been out working
Every day now
To get my girlfriend
On a plane out of Romania
Through the curtain
Into the arms of her guy who's hurtin'
She, she's my girl
Yeah, she, she's my world
And she needs me
I got some friends who'll forge her passport
Make her look like a UN Diplomat
Get her to peace talks in Geneva
That's where they'll get her
That's where I'll meet her
She, she's my girl
Yeah, she, she's my world
She, she's my girl
And she needs me
We gotta work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work to get my baby, through the curtain
Work to get my baby, through the curtain
Work to get my baby, through the curtain
Work to get my baby, through the curtain
Work to get my baby, through the curtain
Work to get my baby, through the curtain
Work to get my baby, through the curtain
Work to get my baby, through the curtain
Get her now
Get my baby, through the curtain
Get my baby, through the curtain (ride down that Orient Express)
Get my baby, through the curtain
Get my baby, through the curtain