My baby
I know I make him feel so good
He’s prostrate on the highest cloud
I love to be with him
With him I love to be
Of him I wish to muse aloud

And I know what he’s thinking
I know what he’s saying
I know what he’s doing

When he’s walking down the street
He smiles at all the girls
The girls – they smile at him
I fill my baby up
I fill him up with so much love
He falls in love with them

And I know ...

... And I feel so fine
And I feel so good
Feel so fine

Everything looks beautiful to him
Especially girls
He wants to be with them
And if he wants to be
With all the girls he meets
It’s ‘cuz I make him feel so good

And I know ...

... And I feel so fine
And I feel so good
Feel so fine ...

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