The Ballad of Cradle Rob and Me Songtext
von Teena Marie
The Ballad of Cradle Rob and Me Songtext
Saw Cradle playin′ in the schoolyard one day
Pretty young boy-I takes him home to play
Soon we was hangin'-Venice alleyway
Robbin′ the cradle-No-Cradle Rob and me
Rob and me lived on the same block
He's kinny garden
I in knee socks
He goin' play doctor over by the docks
Robbin′ the cradle-No-Cradle Rob and me
Cradle′s still fresh in junior high
Rob ain't so fresh at fourteen
Me, I was just the last word
Ooh have you heard the heresay
I was robbin′ the cradle
No, it wasn't that way
I ′member one day back in seventy-four
When Cradle's mamma said it wasn′t cute no more
I was three years too old for her to ignore
She said I was robbin' the cradle
But it was Cradle Rob and me
We hung around about a year after that
'Til Rob found another girl to put his hair in plaits
And I said, "Girl, don′t you worry me
And we′ll have none of that"
Robbin' the cradle-no-Cradle Rob and me
Crae′s semi fresh in college now
Rob ain't so fresh at nineteen
Me I′m still the last word
Ooh have your heard the heresay
I was robbin' the cradle-no-it wasn′t that way
Robbin' the cradle-no-Cradle Rob and me
Robbin' the cradle-no-Cradle Rob and me
Pretty young boy-I takes him home to play
Soon we was hangin'-Venice alleyway
Robbin′ the cradle-No-Cradle Rob and me
Rob and me lived on the same block
He's kinny garden
I in knee socks
He goin' play doctor over by the docks
Robbin′ the cradle-No-Cradle Rob and me
Cradle′s still fresh in junior high
Rob ain't so fresh at fourteen
Me, I was just the last word
Ooh have you heard the heresay
I was robbin′ the cradle
No, it wasn't that way
I ′member one day back in seventy-four
When Cradle's mamma said it wasn′t cute no more
I was three years too old for her to ignore
She said I was robbin' the cradle
But it was Cradle Rob and me
We hung around about a year after that
'Til Rob found another girl to put his hair in plaits
And I said, "Girl, don′t you worry me
And we′ll have none of that"
Robbin' the cradle-no-Cradle Rob and me
Crae′s semi fresh in college now
Rob ain't so fresh at nineteen
Me I′m still the last word
Ooh have your heard the heresay
I was robbin' the cradle-no-it wasn′t that way
Robbin' the cradle-no-Cradle Rob and me
Robbin' the cradle-no-Cradle Rob and me
Writer(s): Mary C Brockert, Jill D. Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com