Talking `bout My Baby Lyrics

Talking `bout My Baby lyrics

Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah 

woah yeah talkin' 'bout my baby 

talkin' 'bout my baby 

When she goes walkin down bourban street 

i just can't hardly stand to walk behind her 

shes got a red hot pants on 

she got on her yellow high heeled sneakers 

she got on a yellow low neck see through blouse 

without her brasier on 

she's shakin like two big ole baloons in a hurricane 

ooooh, she's got on a purple afro wig 

She got a hand on her hip, 

lettin' her back bone slip 

battin her eye, battin her eye 

battin her eye, battin her eye 

battin her eye n' lookin straight at me, 

yeah, lookin' straight at me 

Shes battin her eyes and lookin straight at me 

with that sassy, saucy look on her face 

Shit son yeah. 

I want to go out on a picnic with you baby, 

out under the big bright yellow sun 

She said i wanna go out on a picnic with you baby 

Out under the big bright yellow sun 

under the big bright yellow sun 

(repeat to fade out)