Oh, look out, look out
Your Bible shall
You might as well go home
She said, my bed
Gets into your head
So give me back my throne
But you, you make things
Take it a long time
Turn it out so wrong
Do not, do not
You'd better write down
The fact my day is on
See my baby jive
See my baby jive
She hands on to me
And she really goes
Whoa, whoa, whoa
See my baby jive
Such a lazy jive
Well, everyone you meet
Coming down the street
Just to see my baby jive
That tenor horn
Is turning me on
He's dropped down to his knees
Oh, boy, that sax
Is calling me back
This dog ain't got no wings
But you
You dance all the guys of town
Into the ground
Turn around, turn around
You've got a rock on
Your daddy ain't coming home
See my baby jive
See my baby jive
She hands on to me
And she really goes
Whoa, whoa, whoa
See my baby jive
Such a lazy jive
Well, everyone you meet
Coming down the street
Just to see my baby jive
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
solo
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
على
Too bad the world is driving me mad
You're tucked out of my car
I've done so close
And everyone knows exactly who you are
But you, you make things that get in the wrong
Turn out so wrong
Too rough, too rough
You've got to rock out
And bend my way out strong
See my baby drive
See my baby drive
She hands up to me
And she really goes
Whoa, whoa, whoa
See my baby drive
Such a lazy drive
Everyone you meet
Are coming down the street
Just to see my baby drive
Whoa, whoa, whoa
See my baby drive
See my baby drive
She hands up to me
And she really goes
Whoa, whoa, whoa
See my baby drive
Such a lazy drive
And everyone you meet
Are coming down the street
Just to see my baby drive
See my baby drive
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh



Oh, she drives
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
She drives
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
She drives
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Subtitles by Subtitle Workshop