Oh baby
I'm aware of where you go each time you leave my door.
Watching you walkin' down the street
Knowing there's another guy you meet.
This time before you run to him leaving me alone again
Think it over - haven't I been good to you
baby? Think it over.
Stop in the name of love before you break my heart.
Stop in the name of love before you tear it apart.
I'm trying hard
hard to the patient
wish you'd stop this infatuation.
But each time I think of you together I see myself losing you forevel
This time before you leave my heart and rush back into his arms -
Think it over - haven't I been good to you
baby?
Think it over - haven't I been sweet to you
baby?
Stop in the name of love before you break my heart. . . .
Stop in the name of love before you break my heart. . . .
In the name of love before you break my heart.
Stop in the name oflove. Stop in the name of love.
Stop in the name of love.
My brother said that I
was rotten to the core.
I was the youngest child,
so I got by with more.
I guess she was tired by
the time I came along.
She'd laugh until she cried,
I could do no wrong.
She would always save me,
because I was her baby.
I worked a factory in Ohio,
a shrimp boat in the Bayou,
I drove a truck in Birmingham.
Turned 21 in Cincinnati,
I called home to mom and daddy,
I said "Your boy is now a man."
She said "I don't care if you're 80,
you'll always be my baby."
She loved that photograph,
of our whole family.
She'd always point us out,
for all her friends to see.
That's Greg he's doing great,
he really loves his job.
And Ronnie with his 2 kids,
how 'bout that wife he's got.
And that one's kinda crazy,
but that one is my baby.
I got a call in Alabama,
said come on home to Louisianna
and come as fast as you can fly.
Cause your momma really needs you,
and says she's got to see you,
she might not make it through the night.
The whole way I drove 80
so she could see her baby.
She looked like she was sleepin'
and my family had been weepin'
by the time that I got to her side.
And I knew that she'd been taken,
and my heart it was breakin',
I never got to say goodbye.
I softly kissed that lady
Baby- never gonna grow up
All he can do is throw up
Only crawls, he can˜ walk
Never gonna lern to talk
Cattleprod him, kept him small
he won˜ stand up t all
Rub his legs they won˜ go bad
Momma- gettin mad
Never gonna
Grow up at all
Never gonna
Grow up at all
Never gonna
Grow up at all
No!
Baby- such a big boy
To his sister he- a big toy
One crawls into his crib
She pulled off his bib
Babs worker- just as wacked
The whole scene there is fuckin cracked
Tries to make him toss his ball
All he can do is crawl
Never gonna
Grow up at all
Never gonna
Grow up at all
Never gonna
Grow up at all
No!
He has a pathetic cry at the age of 35
His adulthood has been hog tied
All he?l ever do is cry
He sucks a sister- tit
And his mamma puts an end of it
Alba keeps him in his pen
His nightmare never ends
Never gonna
Grow up at all
Never gonna
Grow up at all
Never gonna
Grow up at all
No!
North Star hanging in the sky
Shining down where He lies
Gonna meet a life changer
Sleeping in a manger, tonight
[Bridge]
Ridin' on down into Bethlehem City
Hey, Mary girl, the Baby's so pretty
Got you some frankincense, got you some Myrrh
Gotta dump truck full of presents, should I dump 'em right
hurr?
[Chorus]
Gifts (for the Baby)
Presents (for the Baby)
I'll make it rain (all night on the Baby)
I got some Silver & Gold
Let the legend be told
Don't you know that I'm all about the Baby?
[x2]
Wrapped up in some swaddling clothes
(Hit the 411) You know I think that Mary knows
Yeah, we came this far
We are the kings that know who You are
[Bridge #2]
Camelback ride
All the way from my Hood
Got You incense, Baby
'Cuz it smells so good
[Chorus x2]
Where you want the Silver at?
Where you want the Gold?
Momma got some royalty
She gave the whole World
Fallin' from the sky
Yeah, it's gettin' kinda rainy
Porin' down gifts
'Cuz I'm all about the Baby
Baby got a halo around his dome
I pop the polaroids of Baby for my girlie back home
I met that Baby
Man, could've sworn that He smiled
A wise man's swagga is a gift to that child.
I'm the baby
l'unico modo che ora conosco è il pianto
I'm the baby
No, non mi piace la musica drammatica,
preferisco il vento
I'm the baby
Non ho le forze ma vi piego alle mie esigenze
I'm the baby
E faccio quello che a voi non viene concesso
Ogni giorno che passa mi allungo
Ad ogni foglia che cade sull'erba mi cresce un capello
Ogni formica che passa è amica mia
I'm the baby
La mia via di comunicazione è il pianto
I'm the baby
No, non mi piace la musica drammatica,
preferisco il vento
Ogni cosa che accade mi piace
Di discriminare non sono capace
Vivo nella più totale utilità di sbagliare
Vedo gli alberi camminare
E la luce del sole che si può mangiare
E le posate che si sposano
E i dischi che si rifiutano di farsi ascoltare
Dalle orecchie sbagliate
'cose I'm the baby
e faccio quello che a voi non viene concesso