Talking 'bout My Baby

Fatboy Slim

Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah

woah yeah talkin' 'bout my baby

talkin' 'bout my baby

When she goes walkin down bourban street

i just can't hardly stand to walk behind her

shes got a red hot pants on

she got on her yellow high heeled sneakers

she got on a yellow low neck see through blouse

without her brasier on

she's shakin like two big ole baloons in a hurricane

ooooh, she's got on a purple afro wig

She got a hand on her hip,

lettin' her back bone slip

battin her eye, battin her eye

battin her eye, battin her eye

battin her eye n' lookin straight at me,

yeah, lookin' straight at me

Shes battin her eyes and lookin straight at me

with that sassy, saucy look on her face

Shit son yeah.

I want to go out on a picnic with you baby,

out under the big bright yellow sun

She said i wanna go out on a picnic with you baby

Out under the big bright yellow sun

under the big bright yellow sun

under the big bright yellow sun

under the big bright yellow sun

under the big bright yellow sun

under the big bright yellow sun

under the big bright yellow sun

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