in love with your pretty baby face Hmm, Baby Face You've got the cutest little, hmm baby face There's not another who could take your place Hmm, Baby
Gonna tell Aunt Mary 'bout Uncle John He says he has the blues but he has a lotta fun Oh baby Ye-e-e-eh baby Woo-o-o-oh baby Havin' me some fun tonight
Traduction: Little Richard. Baby Face.
Single Released:1988 (Elektra 7-68385) Charted 9/24/88 Reached #1 A side with Tutti Fruitti performed by Little Richard Kokomo originally appeared on
I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun Come back here, we can have some real fun
Join us, friends . . . There's an ugly little weasel 'bout three-foot nine Face puffed up from cryin' 'n lyin' 'Cause her sweet little hubby's Suckin
guess they couldn't understand me, baby, honey, they'd laugh, I said they'd laugh me right off the street, yeah I said I want to keep on moving, baby
Baby baby baby love your daddy all night long Baby, baby, love you all night long Love you, I'm gonna kiss you, oh, my soul! Now baby baby, well you
Richards) Hey babe, what's in your eyes? I saw them flashing like airplane lights You fill my cup, babe, that's for sure I must come back for a little
keeps pumping and I know why She's my little rock 'n' roll My tits and ass with soul baby She's my little rock 'n' roll She's my little rock 'n' roll
the whistle blows. I need a sanctified mind to help me out right now. Be my little baby for a while. Won't you be my little baby for a while?
draw the curtains Music on the radio Come on baby make sweet love to me Am I hard enough Am I rough enough Am I rich enough I'm not too blind to see Oh little
ve got to get my stuff 'Cause I'm losing my touch Just losing my touch, baby, baby, baby I'm losing my touch way, way too much Baby, get me out of here
All the way from New York back to Africa Cuddle up baby Keep it all out of sight Cuddle up baby Sleep with all out of sight Cuddle up baby Keep it all
She said "my breasts they will always be open Baby, you can rest your weary head on me And there will always be a space in my parking lot When you need a little
and draw the curtains Music on the radio Come on baby make sweet love to me Am I hard enough Am I rough enough Am I rich enough I'm not too blind to see Oh little
