Now let me tell you 'bout my girl I open up a newspaper and what do I see? Ah, see my girl, ah Ah, lookin' at me Ooh, and when she walks, she walks, Let me tell you When she talks, she talks And when she looks me in my eye She's my baby, Lord, I wanna make her mine Oh, tell me baby what you want me to do And you want me to love you Love some other man Oo they ain't gonna call me Mister Pitiful No I don't need no respect from nobody no, I ain't gonna tell you nothin, I ain't gonna tell you no more, No she is my baby, let me tell you that I love her so And, and she's the woman I really wanna love and let me tell you more Oo, she's my baby, let me tell you she lives Next door She's the one a woman, the one a woman that I know I ain't goin', I ain't goin', I ain't gonna tell. I ain't goin' tell you one thing that you really ought a know But - she's my lover baby, and I love her so. And - she's the one that really makes me whirl and twirl And - she's the kind of lover that makes me fill the whole world And - she's the one who really makes me jump and shout Oh - she's the kind of girl that I know what it's all about Take it home, Take it, take it, take it
Ah, excuse me, Ah, will you excuse me? I'm just try'n a find the bridge, Has anybody seen the bridge? (spoken) Please, have you seen the bridge? I ain't seen the bridge Where's that confounded bridge?
