My baby, he don't talk sweet
He ain't got much to say
But he loves me, loves me, loves me
I know that he loves me anyway
And maybe he don't dress fine But I don't really mind
Cause every time he pulls me near I just wanna cheer
Let's hit it for the boy
Let's give him a hand
Let's hit it for my baby
You know you gotta understand
Oh,
baby,
he's no real man,
whoa But he's my loving one,
man,
sure
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Let's hit it for the boy
My baby may not be rich He's watching every dime
He always have a real big time And maybe he sings off-key
But that's alright by me
Cause what he does, he does so well
Makes me wanna, yeah Let's hit it for the boy
Let's give him a hand Let's hit it for my baby
You know you gotta
understand Oh, baby, he's no real man, whoa
But he's my loving one,
man,
sure Whoa,
whoa,
whoa
Let's hit it for the boy
Cause what he does,
he does so well Makes me wanna,
yeah
Let's hit it for the boy
Let's give him a hand
Let's hit it for my baby You know you gotta understand
Oh,
baby,
he's no real man,
whoa But he's my loving one,
man,
sure
Whoa, whoa, whoa Let's hit it for the boy
Let's hear it for my baby Let's hear it for my baby