(The Traveling Wilburys)
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She's got her pudding in the oven
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And it's gonna be good
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She better not leave me
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And go out to Hollywood
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She got the best pudding in the neighborhood
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She's my baby
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She can drive a truck
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She can drive a train (my baby, ma-ma my baby)
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She can even drive an aeroplane
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She's so good to look at in the rain
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She's my baby
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She's comin' down the sidewalk
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She's stumblin through the door
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She's coming home from places she's never been before
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She sits down on the sofa
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She poors herself a drink
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Says, "Honey, honey, honey ain't no time to think"
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My baby
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My baby
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(guitar solo)
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My baby
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She's got a body for business
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Got a head for sin
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She knocks me over like a bowling pin
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She came home last night and said,
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"Honey, honey, honey it's hard to get ahead."
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My baby
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My baby
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She can build a boat
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She can make it float (my baby, ma-ma my baby)
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She can play my guitar
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Note for note
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She likes to stick her tongue right down my throat
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She's my baby
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My baby
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My baby
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My baby (repeat and fade)
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She's My Baby
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| The Traveling Wilburys |
