Gotta Get Back To My Baby

I had a drink, I saw a fight

I glanced across the smoke filled room

And I began to think of my babyI wonder what I'm doing here

All on my own, it isn't clear

I miss her smile, I miss her touch

I know that I just have to see my babyI gotta get back, whoa, back to my baby

Gotta get back, whoa, back to my babyI had to have a change of scene

And rid my mind of everything

The realization came to me

The only place to be was with my baby