You're My Baby Girl
"12th of April we decided it was time.
I was feeling good, you were lookin' fine
on the basement floor
With TRL behind.
You were lovin' me with Carson Daly on your mind...
You're my baby girl,
You know that you are.
You're my honey-bunch,
Yeah my sweet lucky star.
So put your hand in mine
I will slap your sweet behind.
You're my baby girl.
E is for Erin, makin' out with you,
R is for wrong, that's what ya like to do,
I is for eyes that are smilin' back at me,
N is for nasty which we do constantly...
You're my baby girl,
You know that you are.
You're my honey-bunch,
Yeah my sweet lucky star.
So put your hand in mine
I will slap your sweet behind.
You're my baby girl.
Hotdogs, hamburgers, unzip me please.
Erin likes ketchup but go easy on the cheese.
I like to look down on her naked from above.
She's just like Gwenyth Paltrow,
I'm like Shakespeare in Love!
You're my baby girl,
You know that you are.
You're my honey-bunch,
Yeah my sweet lucky star.
So put your hand in mine,
I will slap your sweet behind.
You're my baby girl.
(Repeat)
We recommend: Candyman
He went to Hollywood, got a tattoo
He met a girl out there with a tattoo too
The future was wide open
They moved into a place they both could afford
He found a nightclub he could work at the door
She had a guitar and she taught him some chords
The sky was the limit
Into the great wide open,
Under them skies of blue
Out in the great wide open,
A rebel without a clue
The papers said Ed always played from the heart
He got an agent and a roadie named Bart
They made a record and it went in