She's My Baby

She's got her pudding in the oven and it's gonna be good

She better not leave me and go out to Hollywood

She's got the best pudding in the neighborhood

She's my babyShe can drive a truck, she can drive a train

She can even drive an aeroplane

She's so good to look at in the rain

She's my babyShe's comin' down the sidewalk, she's stumblin' through the door

She's coming home from places she's never been before

She sits down on the sofa, she pours herself a drink

Says, "Honey, honey, honey, ain't no time to think"

My baby, my babyMy baby

She's got a body for business, got a head for sin

She knocks me over like a bowling pin

She came home last night and said

"Honey, honey, honey, it's hard to get ahead"

My baby, my babyShe can build a boat, she can make it float

(My baby, m-my-my baby)

She can play my guitar note for note

She likes to stick her tongue right down my throat

She's my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby