She bathes herself In sweet perfume She helps herself To all the rouge she can muster She's a flustered thing Oh my my my my my my my She's my baby She's my baby yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah She wears her rouge Like a summer day She wears her perfume Oh what a way yeah She's a flustered thing Oh my my my my my my my
And she's my baby She's my baby yeah yeah yeah She wears her rouge Like a summer day yeah She wears her perfume But it all goes away yeah I feel sorry She could go so far In her weird desire She's got everything And what's in-between She's my baby She's my baby yeah yeah yeah Ooohhh...mmmmmmmm