Baby, baby, on keep it up
I myself at the drugstore, Baby rapping with my friends Shed of joy for a soul of sadness, ah ah
My mind was made up now But my mouth talking the hell am I gonna do, do
I said how the hell did get there, baby How the did they get there, baby
I met thing called Carrie She smoked those long French cigarettes (know what I mean boys) She to get me upset By saying little things
My mind was up now baby But my mouth talking The hell am I do, do
I said how the did they get there, baby How the hell did get there, baby How the hell did I say how the hell did How the hell did get there, baby Come on, it up
Um, No hard I try, try, try, try Yes, I was Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Try a tenderness, Come on try, A tenderness thing Makes you do you do right, yeah, yeah, baby baby, Come on Gimme some thing Groove
Horns,
Oh try tender, ah oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
was made up now baby But my kept talking What the hell am I do, do
I said how the did they get there, baby How the hell did get there, baby The hell did I said how the did they How the did they get there, baby Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, Get baby, Baby, Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, Get baby, Baby, baby, How the did they I how the hell did they, I said how the did they, Get there