She`s My Baby — текст песни (Traveling Wilburys)

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 got the best pudding in the neighborhood.
She`s my baby.
She 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 baby.
She`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 poors herself a drink
Says, Ooh honey, honey ain`t no time to think.
My baby
My baby
(solo)
My 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 baby
She 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.
repeat, fade.