You’re A Baby Songtext
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You’re A Baby Songtext
Screamin′, squirmin', grizzlin′, gurnin', throwin' up
All my clothes wet right through and stained in stinkin′ vomit
That′s your tip right now, don't worry precious, we′ll figure it out
You do you and we'll laugh about it, yeah
Cause you′re a baby, a little baby, but you're my baby
And I′m high on your love, cause that's right
You're a baby, a little baby, but you′re my baby
I′m high on your love
Feeding time and my princess has found her voice
Cluster feed, cluster funk, depends on how you view it
Sleep's for the weak, and that′s about how much I think I need
But don't sweat it, your smile has got me trippin′ out
And you're a baby, a little baby, but you′re my baby
And I'm high on your love cause that's right
You′re a baby, a little baby, but you′re my baby
I'm high on your love
You′re my baby, my little baby, yeah you're my baby
And I think I might have said that
You′re my baby, my little baby, you're my baby
Yeah, I think I might have said
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why don′t you vomit on the couch right there
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
But don't worry that it's an original like mid-century piece, yeah
Better out than in, at least for you I think
The sound was satisfying, and boy there is a stink
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
That′s just what happens, get used to it
Yeah, cause you′re a baby, a little baby, but you're my baby
And I′m high on your love, cause that's right
You′re a baby, a little baby, but you're my baby
I′m high on your love
I'm high on your love
I'm high on your love
I′m high on your love
Yeah, cause you′re a baby, a little baby, but you're my baby
And I′m high on your love, cause that's right
You′re a baby, a little baby, but you're my baby
I′m high on your love
I'm high on your love
All my clothes wet right through and stained in stinkin′ vomit
That′s your tip right now, don't worry precious, we′ll figure it out
You do you and we'll laugh about it, yeah
Cause you′re a baby, a little baby, but you're my baby
And I′m high on your love, cause that's right
You're a baby, a little baby, but you′re my baby
I′m high on your love
Feeding time and my princess has found her voice
Cluster feed, cluster funk, depends on how you view it
Sleep's for the weak, and that′s about how much I think I need
But don't sweat it, your smile has got me trippin′ out
And you're a baby, a little baby, but you′re my baby
And I'm high on your love cause that's right
You′re a baby, a little baby, but you′re my baby
I'm high on your love
You′re my baby, my little baby, yeah you're my baby
And I think I might have said that
You′re my baby, my little baby, you're my baby
Yeah, I think I might have said
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why don′t you vomit on the couch right there
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
But don't worry that it's an original like mid-century piece, yeah
Better out than in, at least for you I think
The sound was satisfying, and boy there is a stink
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
That′s just what happens, get used to it
Yeah, cause you′re a baby, a little baby, but you're my baby
And I′m high on your love, cause that's right
You′re a baby, a little baby, but you're my baby
I′m high on your love
I'm high on your love
I'm high on your love
I′m high on your love
Yeah, cause you′re a baby, a little baby, but you're my baby
And I′m high on your love, cause that's right
You′re a baby, a little baby, but you're my baby
I′m high on your love
I'm high on your love
Writer(s): Thomas Marsh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com