When my best friend said
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She had lost her man
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To her babysitter
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I thought she was lying
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I said no sixteen year old schoolgirl
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Could ever take a man of mine
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Staying home with our baby all the time
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It kept me kind of broken hearted
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So I went and hired myself a babysitter
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And that's when my trouble all started
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This sixteen year old chick walked in
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With a skirt up to her waist
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She had a truckload of you know what
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And all of it in place
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I should have been aware
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Mmm hmm, ooh, ooh
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Of the babysitter
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Oh, yeah, yeah
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I should have known
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From the jump, yeah
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She was a man getter
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I should have been aware, uh huh
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Of the babysitter, aah
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I should have known from the jump, yeah
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She was a man getter, yes, she was
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When I found out exactly what was going on
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There wasn't much that I could do
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The babysitter had his heart and soul
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And all of his money too
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You know, I should have been aware
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Ooh, ooh, of the babysitter, hoo
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I should have known from the jump, yeah
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She was a man getter, yes, she was
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So, girls, if you want your man
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And no one else
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Buy yourself some sizzle pants
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And babysit your very own self
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Beware, girls
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You better beware
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Of the babysitter, yeah
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Rock, rock, rock your baby
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Rock, rock, rock your baby...
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Baby Sitter
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| Betty Wright |
