My Baby’s Got It Slade

(Baby got it, ooh-ooh she got it)
(Baby got it, ooh-ooh she got it)

Well, maybe you think you're Harlow, Lana Turner, or a Hedy Lamarr
Well, baby baby baby, believe me, you go too far
My baby, she can't stop it, my baby, ooh she got it
She's a-holdin' it against me, she's sure to be a-shakin' it again

(Baby got it, ooh-ooh she got it)
(Baby got it, ooh-ooh she got it)

Well, maybe you think I'm Brando, Valentino, or a Freddy Astaire
Well, baby baby baby, believe me, I don't care
My baby, she can pop it, my baby, ooh she got it
She's a hard-to-die[?] duker[?] and she's sure to be a-doin' it again

Givin' me the go, the girl is ever-ready to please (Ooh, she got it), yeah (Yeah, she got it)
She's givin' me the go (Ooh, she got it), the girl is turnin' over (Yeah, she got it), changin' all the red into green

You never too young to rock me, you never to old to roll
Well, baby baby baby, believe me, ooh my soul
My baby, she's a looker (Baby got it), she sure, sure, sure is a cooker (Ooh, she got it)
She's a-makin' it and breakin' it and sure to be a-shakin' it again

Givin' me the go, the girl is ever-ready to please (Ooh, she got it), yeah (Yeah, she got it)
She's givin' me the go (Ooh, she got it), the girl is turnin' over (Yeah, she got it), changing all the red into green
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