She bathes herself
In sweet perfume
She helps herself

To all the room she can muster
She's a flustered thing


Oh my, my,, my...
She's my baby
She's my baby, yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

She wears her rouge

Like a summer day
She wears her perfume
Oh, what a way, yeah

She's a flustered thing

Oh my, my, my...

She's my baby

She's my baby

Yeah yeah yeah

She wears her rouge

Like a summer day, yeah
She wears her perfume
But it all goes away, yeah


I feel sorry
She could go so far

Through her weird desire

She's got everything

And what's in-between
She's my baby
She's my baby, yeah yeah yeah

Woo hoo hooo