Rusty: My baby he dont talk sweet He ain't got much to say But he loves me, loves me, loves me I know that he loves me anyway
And maybe he dont dress fine But i dont really mind Because every time he pulls me near I just want to cheer
Lets hear it for the boy Lets give the boy a hand Lets hear it for my baby You know you go to understand
Whoa, maybe he's no romeo But he's my lovin one-man show Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Let's hear it for the boy
Rusty, Ariel, Irene & Doreen My baby may not be rich He's wathcin every dime But he loves me loves me loves We always have a real good time
And maybe he sings off key But thats alright by me Because what he does he does so well Makes me wanna yell
Lets hear it for the boy Lets give the boy a hand Lets hear it for my baby You know you go to understand
Maybe hes no romeo But hes my lovin one man show Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Lets hear it for the boy
Maybe hes no casanova Still his kisses knock me ov-ah
Hear it for the boy Lets give the boy a hand Lets hear it for my baby You know you gotta understand
Oh, he dont score at bowl-a-rama Still you gotta thank his mama
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Lets hear it for the boy Hear it for my man Let's hear it for my babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
