talkin about my baby

Phil Collins

I want to talk about my baby, (yeah, yeah)
With her pretty smile, (yeah, yeah)
She's 'bout to drive me crazy, (yeah, yeah)
Makes my heart beat wild...

So everybody say, yeah, (yeah, yeah)
Everybody say, yeah, (yeah, yeah)
Everybody say, yeah, (yeah, yeah)
Yeah yeah...(yeah, yeah)

I want to talk about my baby, (yeah, yeah)
She does the walk real nice, (yeah, yeah)
There's no questions about maybe
For her I'd make any sacrifice...

So everybody say, yeah, (yeah, yeah)
Everybody say, yeah, (yeah, yeah)
Everybody say, yeah, (yeah, yeah)
Yeah yeah...(yeah, yeah)

And when she walks that walk
I can't help but feel that she's for real
And when she talks that talk
I can't quite explain just how I feel
Talking about my baby...

I want to talk about my baby, (yeah, yeah)
To me she's everything, yeah (yeah, yeah)
She might fuss and called you lazy
But to her I'm still the king...

So everybody say, yeah, (yeah, yeah)
Everybody say, yeah, (yeah, yeah)
Everybody say, yeah, (yeah, yeah)
Yeah yeah...(yeah, yeah)