Paroles: Rodney Carrington. Baby Back.
Darling when we met
You were a pretty little thing
But your body started changing
When I gave you that ring
You're supersizing, no exercising
Goodbye working out
A double meat with cheese, another helping please
Baby that's what you're all about
I pick you up in my pickup truck
But you had to ride in the back
I stopped off at the Sonic Burger
You ate everything in my sack
Darling please, won't you please think of me
I'd love to have my baby back (baby back)
My baby back (baby back)
My baby back (baby back)
Six months have passed and you've gained 50 pounds
And I confess you got a real big rack
But the bad part is when I give you a hug
You got a two more on your back
You're supersizing, no exercising
Goodbye working out
A double meat with cheese, another helping please
Baby that's what you're all about
I played football with the boys last night
And you were all time quarterback
But none of us could ever tackle you
Cause you're built like a lumberjack
Darling please, won't you please think of me
I'd love to have my baby back (baby back)
Put down the ribs (baby back)
My baby back (baby back)
You were a pretty little thing
But your body started changing
When I gave you that ring
You're supersizing, no exercising
Goodbye working out
A double meat with cheese, another helping please
Baby that's what you're all about
I pick you up in my pickup truck
But you had to ride in the back
I stopped off at the Sonic Burger
You ate everything in my sack
Darling please, won't you please think of me
I'd love to have my baby back (baby back)
My baby back (baby back)
My baby back (baby back)
Six months have passed and you've gained 50 pounds
And I confess you got a real big rack
But the bad part is when I give you a hug
You got a two more on your back
You're supersizing, no exercising
Goodbye working out
A double meat with cheese, another helping please
Baby that's what you're all about
I played football with the boys last night
And you were all time quarterback
But none of us could ever tackle you
Cause you're built like a lumberjack
Darling please, won't you please think of me
I'd love to have my baby back (baby back)
Put down the ribs (baby back)
My baby back (baby back)
Carrington, Rodney
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