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MY BABY’S A CORKER
My baby’s got high class
My baby’s got soul
Take her for a ride, she wanna drive it real fast
Slow down baby let’s make it last
My baby is so cool
My baby’s got rhythm
She wanna dance, she wanna shake it real good
Complements of Mr. George Thorogood
Some people say, that our love is way out of line
But I don’t give a damn, because I love that little girl of mine
My baby’s got high heels
My baby’s got style
Take her to the mall, she shop’s at Tiffany’s
Alright babe, we’ll just save the receipt
My baby’s got good taste
My baby’s refined
Take her out to eat, she wanna order champagne
I pick up the check (yeah) every time
Some people say, that she’s no good for me
Well they might be right because her love it sure ain’t free
My baby’s a corker
My baby’s a New Yorker
She wanna ride in the limousine
I buy the gasoline
My baby up and ran away
We were happy just the other day
She left me, and I cried real hard
Oh my God, she took my credit card
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