Everybody's Trying To Be My Baby

Well, they took some honey
From a tree,
Dressed it up
And they called it me

And everybody’s trying to be my baby.
Everybody’s trying to be my baby.
Everybody’s trying to be my baby, now.

Well, half past nine,
Half past four,
Fifty women
Knocking on my door.

And everybody’s trying to be my baby.
Everybody’s trying to be my baby.
Everybody’s trying to be my baby, now.

When out last night.
I didn’t stay late.
‘Fore I got home
I had ninteen dates.

And everybody’s trying to be my baby.
Everybody’s trying to be my baby.
Everybody’s trying to be my baby, now.

When out last night.
I didn’t stay late.
‘Fore I got home
I had ninteen dates.

And everybody’s trying to be my baby.
Everybody’s trying to be my baby.
Everybody’s trying to be my baby, now.

Well, they took some honey
From a tree,
Dressed it up
And they called it me

And everybody’s trying to be my baby.
Everybody’s trying to be my baby.
Everybody’s trying to be my baby, now.

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