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You Must Have Been A Beautiful Baby

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 29.06.2012

You know (what?)
You know (what?)
You know (what?!)
You know, you know, you know--

You must have been a beautiful baby
Ah, you must have been a beautiful child
Oh, when we were only startin' to go to kindergarten
Yes you drove those other childs wild - yeah oh yeah

I believe when it came to blue ribbons
Ah, I bet you taught those other kids how
Well, I can see the judges' eyes when they handed you the prize
You had the cutest bow.
Well, you must've been a beautiful baby
Ah, 'cause baby won't you look at you now?

Oh, you know, you know
You must have been a beautiful baby
Ah, you must have been a beautiful child
Oh, when we were only startin' to go to kindergarten
I bet you drove those other childs wild - yeah oh yeah

I believe that when it came to blue ribbons
Ah, I bet you taught those other kids how
Well, I can see the judges' eyes when they handed you the prize
You had the cutest bow.
Well, you must've been a beautiful baby
Ah, 'cause baby won't you look at you now?

I said, "Baby, won't you look at you now?"
I said, "Baby, won't you look at you now?"


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