is better dead I bear the blame, believers are few And what am I to do? I share the shame, the cradle's below And where is Baby Doe? A hearing is sought
Translation: Taylor, Steve. Baby Doe.
. Don't say nothin' bad about my baby. Don't say nothin' bad about my baby. Don't say nothin' bad about my baby. Don't say nothin' bad about my baby.
, don't wanna be touched Don't wanna hurt nobody, don't wanna be hurt Don't wanna treat nobody like they was dirt But if you do right to me, baby I'll
another chance Baby, don?t do it Oh, oh, babe, baby, don?t you do it Baby, don?t do it Oh, oh, oh baby, don?t do it Oh, babe, baby, don?t you do it
BABY PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON Writers Bill Anderson, Buddy Cannon, Paul Overstreet RECORDED BY TRACY BYRD Baby put your clothes on, put on those brand new
Snap ya fingers Snap ya fingers Snap ya fingers Snap ya fingers And if u don't know how then watch her do it Do It [x13] And if u don't know how
can keep And only losers weep So baby baby don't cry Oh baby don't you cry now Baby baby don't cry Oh baby let me tell you why now Baby baby here's
your hips You know you make their heads turn Little girl you look so strong I love to show you off, baby put your clothes on Baby put your clothes on
t wanna be touched Don't wanna hurt nobody, don't wanna be hurt Don't wanna treat nobody like they was dirt But if you do right to me, baby I'll do right
Put a straw under baby Your good deed for the day Put a straw under baby Keep the splinters away Let the corridors echo As the dark places grow Hear
country song I love to show you off, baby, put your clothes on Oh, I love to show you off, baby, put your clothes on, oh yeah, oh yeah Baby, how 'bout
, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (yeah) Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (Ice-T baby) Get, get, get, get, get, get, get
dont matter pimpin repeat.... to my freakys... even on myspace they call my shit the bomb if i keep it up ill have more friends then tom sky blu baby im sumthin new baby
I ain't tryin' to go to court for child support In a crib cramped up, fighting for pampers I don't want dram's wit' ya'll baby moms Nigga, all I want
deeper than the verse baby It's deeper than the rap Doin' a 150 miles and runnin' Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin' Laugh about the doe
understand your thinkin' You wanna be happy, guess I was mistaken Baby want my love one night, then just Say you don't want me 'Cuz something is missin' Baby
