I love that hair, long an' black Hangin' down to the middle of your back Don't cut it off whatever you do I need it to run my fingers through 'Cause you're my baby, ah-ah, you're my sugar Don't mean maybe, you're my baby Got me a dollar that I saved Saved it up for a rainy day Everybody's callin' for bills that's due But they don't catch me, I'll spend it on you 'Cause you're my baby, ah-ah, you're my sugar Don't mean maybe, you're my baby
Got me a guitar, got a six strings And a picker to make 'em ring Every string's gotta know what to do 'Cause I'm gonna use 'em to serenade you 'Cause you're my baby, ah-ah, you're my sugar Don't mean maybe, you're my baby
Well I had me a gal, she said she's mine But she run around on me all the time Now she's gone an' I'm glad we're through 'Cause I-I'm plum-flipped over you 'Cause you're my baby, you're my sugar Don't mean maybe, you're my babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
