Lyrics

My Baby Loves Me

You don't like the choices that I'm making
You think I need a different girl
Maybe I don't care what you think
She's the one who spins my world

My baby loves me
My baby loves me
She don't need to please you
To be my girl

I've met the girls that tend to impress you
And I don't plan to stand in your way
But they don't have that sweet, sweet lovin'
That my girl gives me every day

My baby loves me
My baby loves me
She don't need to please you
To be my girl

Tell me, does your girl make you feel alright?
And does she fire up the cold, cold night?
You don't have a clue what it is I like
'Cause my girl wrote the book on lovin' me

I would rather put a knife into my chest
Than to let go of the woman who's the best - oooh!

Tell me, does your girl make you feel alright?
And does she fire up the cold, cold night?
You don't have a clue what it is I like
'Cause my girl wrote the book on lovin' me

Copyright 2007 Bill Ross
Wounded Ego Music, BMI
billross@woundedego.com