| Come home draggin'
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| Weight of the world on my shoulders girl
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| And all I know is
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| I want to cash out
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| Shut it down
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| Throw in the towel cause I’m feeling low
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| And I’m movin' slow
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| But when she’s all baby this and baby that
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| I’m like a runaway train running outta track
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| There ain’t no holding me back
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| When she’s all baby this and baby that
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| When she’s all come over here and give me a kiss
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| That look in her eyes
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| Hands on her hips
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| I don’t stand a chance
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| When she’s all baby this and baby that
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| It still sound good
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| Good morning, good night
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| And anything else those pretty lips say
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| She sounds like an angel
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| Cooking in the kitchen
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| I love to listen to the songs she sings
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| But it’s a whole other thing
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| But when she’s all baby this and baby that
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| I’m like a runaway train running outta track
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| There ain’t no holding me back
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| When she’s all baby this and baby that
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| When she’s all come over here and give me a kiss
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| That look in her eyes
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| Hands on her hips
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| I don’t stand a chance
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| When she’s all baby this and baby that
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| My favorite thing in the world to see
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| Are those pretty brown eyes looking back at me
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| Those pretty red lips I wanna kiss so bad
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| Saying baby this and baby that
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| When she’s all baby this and baby that
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| I’m like a runaway train running outta track
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| There ain’t no holding me back
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| When she’s all baby this and baby that
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| When she’s all come over here and give me a kiss
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| That look in her eyes
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| Hands on her hips
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| I don’t stand a chance
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| When she’s all baby this and baby that
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| She’s baby this and baby that
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| Every time she’s baby this and baby that
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| She’s baby this and baby that |