Honeymoon With B Troop
My baby, she's crazy, she's lazy So she's always bummin' around Girls in France don't stand a chance 'Cos I've always got my baby around So, don't touch her Oh, it's so fine, and you know what's mine is mine At night we, sleep tight we Stay close together 'cos the temperature's down But baby, says maybe Each time I try to get my fingers around So, don't touch her Sittin' with a tentpole, what a bloody jamboree Listen to our motto Be prepared for ecstasy Here comes the bride My baby, goes topless And brings her beauty to a bottomless day She's bathing, al fresco And all her mystery is there on display So, don't get too close Oh she's so fine, and you know what's mine is mine Ooh, it's a drag when you're hitched to a dream And the boys in the gang Think she's part of the scenery You're never alone and the tension is painful to see One night I, crept in and Got on my knees and tried to make her my wife One reef knot, two grannies And we were bound to stay together for life Now we'd like to
Written by: GRAHAM GOULDMAN, ERIC STEWART
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