Baby, open the door!Baby, open the door!Now who chained the lock on the door?On the door!Tell me who chained that lock on the door?On the door!Ah, cause the key that I've been usingDon't fit that lock no moreCame home from work this eveningI walked up to the doorBut the key that I've been usingDon't fit the lock no moreSo I thought I'd better listenI didn't hear a soundNow I'm wondering, pretty babyIf you've gone and put me downWell, I'm peeping through the keyholeAnd my room is bareAll my furniture has been takenAnd my baby sure ain't thereI'm standing here and knockingBut no one else is mePlease somebody tell meWhat can the matter be?Well, I'm peeping through the keyholeAll my house is bareAll my furniture's goneAnd my baby sure ain't thereGirl, you better stopCome on, son, don'tmos DragYou'd better get me homeI'll ask my momBut you thought I'd be soIt's true that I've been drinkingI know I've done you wrongPlease forgive me, babyCome on home where you belongWell, I'm peeping through the keyholeAll my house is bareAll my furniture's goneAnd my baby sure ain't there