Baby, your loves you And I'mma always be here for you no matter what all I got in this world I would give you up for nothin Nobody in this world is ever gonna you from me I you
C'mon Hai-Hai, we going to the Grab a couple of toys and let da-da you in the car seat Oh where's mama? taking a little nap in the trunk Oh that smell? Da-da musta over a skunk Now I know what you're thinking - it's kind of late to go But you know mama, she's one of those type of women do crazy things, and if she don't get her way, she'll throw a fit Don't with da-da's toy knife, honey, let go of it (no!) And don't so upset, why you acting bashful? Don't you wanna help da-da build a sand (yeah!) And mama said she to show how far she can float And worry about that little boo-boo on her throat just a little scratch - it don't hurt, her was eating Dinner while you sweeping and spilled ketchup on her shirt Mama's isn't she? We'll let her wash off in the water And me and you can pway by ourselves, we?
the two of us, and when we ride! Just you and I!
See honey: a place called "heaven" and a place called "hell" A place called "prison" and a called "jail" And da-da's probably on his way to all of em one Cause mama's got a new and a stepson And you don't want a do ya? (Nahhh) Maybe when you're old enough to understand a little I'll it to ya But for now, we'll say mama was real, real bad She was being mean to dad and him real, real mad But I still sad that I put her on time-out Sit in your chair honey, quit trying to climb out! I told you okay HaiHai, wanna ba-ba? Take a Nan-a-boo, goo-goo ga-ga? Her make poo-poo Da-da change your didee the baby up so her can take a nighty-nighty Your dad'll wake her up as soon as we get to the '97 Bonnie and Clyde: me and my
the two of us, and when we ride! Just you and I!
Wake up, we're here, before we pway We're gonna take mama for a wittle walk the pier Baby, cry honey, don't get the wrong idea Mama's too sweepy to you screaming in her ear (ma-maa!) That's why you get her to wake, but don't worry made a nice bed for mommy at the bottom of the lake Here, you wanna help da-da tie a rope around this (yeah!) We'll tie it to her footsie then roll her off the dock now, here we go, on the count of free One, two, free, whee! (woosh!) There goes mama, in the water No more fighting with dad, no restraining order No more step-da-da, no new brother her kisses bye-bye, tell mama you wuv her (mommy!) Now we'll go play in the sand, build a and junk But first, just help dad with two more things out the
the two of us, and when we ride! Just you and I!