| The baby’s sleeping in the crib on top.
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| The baby’s sleeping above you.
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| You will lift him in the parking lot.
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| Your car is waiting there for you.
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| Your car is waiting there for you.
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| I would like to see
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| A little more propriety.
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| Cooperate with me,
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| And answer me without a plea.
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| I know now, I know now, I know now.
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| I’m never gonna tell on you.
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| I know now, I know now, I know now.
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| I’m never gonna tell on you.
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| The whiskey’s waiting on the fire top.
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| The baby’s going to drink, too.
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| The lady’s got no clue, she’s at the shop,
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| But if she knew, than she’d kill you.
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| The bugs are out, 'cause they come out at night.
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| Usually they just bite our hands
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| 'Cause normally we have clothes on without a fight,
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| But now fighting’s a part of baby’s romance.
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| Now fighting’s a part of baby’s romance.
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| I would like to see
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| A little more propriety.
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| Cooperate with me,
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| And answer me without a plea.
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| I know now, I know now, I know now.
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| I’m never gonna tell on you.
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| I know now, I know now, I know now.
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| I’m never gonna tell on you.
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| The baby sleeps against graveyard flower pots.
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| The baby’s sleeping up against you.
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| I’d think he’d prefer an old motel cot,
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| Or any bed made without you,
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| Or any bed made without you…
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| I would like to see
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| A little more propriety.
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| Cooperate with me,
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| And answer me without a plea.
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| I would like to see
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| A little more propriety.
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| Cooperate with me,
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| And answer me without a plea.
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| I know now, I know now, I know now.
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| I’m never gonna tell on you.
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| I know now, I know now, I know now.
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| I’m never gonna tell on you.
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| I’m never gonna tell on you.
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| I’m never gonna tell on you. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Baby's Romance , by - Chris Garneau. Song from the album Music for Tourists, in the genre Фолк-рок