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Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby, Baby, Baby (Mindy Carson) · Rockin' with Ruth (Ruth Brown) · Late Date with Ruth Brown (Ruth Brown) · Grand Slam: The Best of Babe Ruth (Babe Ruth) · R+B = Ruth Brown (Ruth Brown) · Only the Best of Ruth Brown (Ruth Brown) · Elin Ruth (Elin Sigvardsson) · Joshua Judges Ruth (Lyle Lovett) – and 90 other albums »


then I'll hand to you
This rose and a Baby Ruth

(Doo, doo, doo, doo)
(Doo, doo, doo, doo)
(Doo, doo, doo, doo, ooh)


Transcribed by Robin Hood
Were just like my kin
When I was down and out
They would always take me in

[Chorus]
Oh I love you my Baby Ruth
Never lie to you
I only tell
ditch
Dorothy and Toto fought just some witch
And if Babe Ruth was just a guy with a glove
Then oh baby this is just some love
Oh baby this is just
sell the truth.
It's the truth.

So baby just close your eyes nothing catches jesus by surprise
Confusin' love for heated passion,
Got what I want
I got you by my side

So I'm holdin' on
I'm feelin' strong, baby you're the one
For all my life!
Yeah I'm holdin' out, there ain't no doubt
I can't
ditch
Dorothy and Toto fought just some witch
And if Babe Ruth was just a guy with a glove
Then, oh, baby, this is just some love
Oh, baby, this is
to survive
I got you by my side 

So I'm holdin' on-I'm feelin' strong-baby you're the one
For all my life!
Yeah I'm holdin' out-there ain't no doubt-I
gotta do
Got goons, I ain't even gotta shoot
Got a bunch of bad bitches by the pool
I like my bitches in two's

Gotta go, I stick it and move
G code: I
bust inside a vagina
Like I want kids, my head continues to be haunted
I burn a city down while I'm unconscious, baby go on
Take some quaaludes,
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Jeff simmons (rhythm
Baby girl (I'll really like)
Desert Storm (yeah)

I can't really explain it
I'm so into you now
I wanna be more than a friend to you now
When
grandsons walkin round wit llamas
She wuld fuss at us tell us right tho we ain't know no betta
So leave 4 it to you ma appreciation letta 
Ruth baby I ain't
Freak nasty super bad, earring in her tongue
Smell good, Prada bag, angel perfume cologne
I'm tryin' to have me that lipstick by Mac
Make like
Baby girl (I'll really like)
Desert Storm (yeah)

I can't really explain it
I'm so into you now
I wanna be more than a friend to you now
When
Bee, Bad Boy baby
(Uh, uh, uh)
Let's go!

Lil' Kim-
Ah! Ready or not here I come
I'm a Bentley y'all something like a Hyundai
Win more skins than
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
Baby girl (I'll really like)
Desert Storm (yeah)

I can't really explain it
I'm so into you now
I wanna be more than a friend to you now
When
A defacto choice of macro 
Or microcosmic melancholy 
But, baby, any way you slice it 
I'm thinkin I could just as soon use 
The time alone 

Yes,
a string, I'm the American flag
I got more rhymes than water seen by a sailor
More than husbands of Elizabeth Taylor
More than Babe Ruth has hit home runs
Yo,
you again baby, we gon' do it

[Chorus: Bizzy Bone]
And I must fess up if I mess up, babe I want you back
Be my daughter, get the babies, move the fam
When we were introduced by your girl Ruth
I knew that you got down skin caramel complexion, lips chocolate brown
(I'm wonderin' now)
Ugh, would
the baby, year later on my income
Tax so a *** could receive mo' income

Been one, I'ma rent some of this game out
Gift of gab, talk you by the slab wit'
my name on this scene as a teen
And these broad page, pages that you seen that's just me
Because my PR you no ruth down there and sainted
She's blown
a string, I'm the American flag
I got more rhymes than water seen by a sailor
More than husbands of Elizabeth Taylor
More than Babe Ruth has hit home runs
Yo,