| Well, baby’s a chick with the peroxide hair
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| You can’t say this babe’s a square
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| She likes her music with a solid beat
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| And when she starts to bop, you better go to your seat
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| 'Cause, ooh, baby’s gone
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| Yeah, she’s gone a-all the way-ay, a-all the way
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| And when Baby fell, well, she really fell
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| Like I knew she would someday
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| Baby fell for a cat with the blue suede shoes
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| Drives a pink Cadillac and never sings the blues
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| They dance to a jukebox all night long
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| One glance and you’ll say these cats are real gone
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| But, ooh, baby loves him
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| Yeah, she loves him a-all the way-ay, a-all the way
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| And when Baby fell, well, she really fell
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| Like I knew she would someday
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| Well, now they’re the happiest kids in town
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| Baby’s got his ring and she sports it all around
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| All the other gals are jealous as can be But it’s plain to see
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| Ooh, baby loves him
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| Yeah, she loves him a-all the way-ay, a-all the way
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| And when baby fell, well, she really fell
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| Like I knew she would someday |