B.A.B.Y.

Carla Thomas

Writers: Hayes/Porter



Baby, ooh baby

I love to call you baby

Baby, oh oh baby

I love for you to call me baby



When you squeeze me real tight

You make wrong things right

And I can't stop loving you

And I won't stop calling you



Baby, oh baby

You look so good to me baby

Baby, ooh baby

You are so good to me baby

Just one look in your eye

And my temperature goes skyhigh

I live for you and can't help it

You know I really don't want to help it



B.A.B.Y. baby

B.A.B.Y. baby



Whenever the sun don't shine

You go out to light my hind

Then I get real close to you

And your sweet kisses see me through



I said baby, ooh baby

You look so good to me baby

Baby, ooh baby

How I love for you to call me baby

When you squeeze me real tight

You know you make wrong things right

And I can't stop loving you

And I won't stop calling you



B.A.B.Y. baby...