Lyrics

Hey baby baby I don?t want you to go where
Everybody?s talking and they won?t stop staring
Your a fine fine looking girl but it does you no good
To be the best looking girl in the neighborhood


Your darling mother went and wrote me a letter
Said I should come back home and treat you better
Ps I told you you?re in over you?re head
Everything?s under control is what you said

And they told me I?m wrong to have waited so long

When we were kids we used to stand on the corner
I held your hand one night the stars were in order
I ran home to hide and dream of your hand
That?s when I new I?d be your only man

The very next day in the car with my brother
We pass you by your in the arms of another
That was the first of your torrid affairs
And the crushing final blow to my savoir faire