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Well here comes my baby She's dressed oh so cute She looks a little crazy In her Hollywood shoes Well baby loves driving In my hot brand new car She thinks less than flying Is not fast enough But when you turn upside down Life ain't too much fun I wanted to cry But the tears wouldn't come Well here comes my baby (here comes my baby) She's the one I adore (she's the one I adore) she's a lucky lady (she's a lucky lady) Born in a Gucci store With gold cards in motion (gold cards in motion) And the platinum too (and the platinum too) She jets across the ocean (jets across the ocean) A little faster than you But when it rains in St. Barth Life ain't too much fun I wanted to cry But the tears wouldn't come I wanted to cry But the tears wouldn't come Every night without you I miss to have you by my side (I miss to have you by my side) Ohh, so I keep waiting, I keep waiting I swear I never let you go again solo Well here comes my baby (here comes my baby) With a Brad Pitt lookalike Right through immigration (right through immigration) And straight out of my life Well it seems the friendly skies Are pretty good fun I wanted to cry But the tears wouldn't come I wanted to cry I wanted to cry I wanted to cry But the tears wouldn't come |