Rude, Rude Baby Songtext
von The Toasters

I′m gonna tell you a story,
About this girl of mine.
Don't ever make her angry,
Or she′ll kick your behind.

She's a rude, rude baby.
She's a rude, rude baby.
Yeah, she′s a rude, rude baby,
You′re just too rude for me.

I don't mind you drinkin′,
But something you gotta fix...
The alcohol and attitude,
They just don't mix.

You′re a rude, rude baby.
Yeah, a rude, rude baby.
Now you're a rude, rude baby,
You′re just too rude for me.


Come on get rude for me!
Wooh!
Now I'll try a little something here...

You know I like your hair,
The rude girl way you dress.
But when you get into a fight,
You come home a mess.

Well, you're a rude, rude baby.
You′re a rude, rude baby.
You′re a rude, rude baby,
You're just too rude for me.

She wears tattoos,
All over her frame.
She fights like Mike Tyson,
But I love her just the same.

She′s a rude, rude baby,
Yeah, she's a rude, rude baby.
Yeah, she′s a rude, rude baby,
Girl's just too rude for me! Yeah!