specially by the children for a lark Cry baby cry Make your mother sigh She's old enough to know better So cry baby cry, cry, cry, cry baby Make your
Oh dear, what can I do? Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue Tell me, oh what can I do? She thinks of him And so she dresses in black And though he'll
do Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man too Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man too
me apart Uh oh, many, many, many, nights go by I sit alone at home and I cry over you What can I do? Can't help myself ?Cause baby it's you Baby it
a tree Dressed it up and they called it me Everybody's trying to be my baby Everybody's trying to be my baby Everybody's trying to be my baby now Woke
I'm gonna search this town from door to door Love I crave, I can't find no more I gotta find my baby, I declare there ain't a lie Ain't had no real good
you but a one more time So keep your hands off my baby (Keep your hands) Can you get it through your head? That girl is mine Ow, baby! Keep your hands off my baby
don't really love her Just send my baby back home to me Take good care of my baby Take good care of my baby Take good care of my baby
Take out some insurance on me, baby Take out some insurance on me, baby Well, if you ever, ever say goodbye I'm gonna go right home and die Oh, if you want me, baby
by the children for a lark Cry baby cry Make your mother sigh She's old enough to know better So cry baby cry cry cry cry baby Make your mother sigh
a tree Dressed it up and they called it me Everybody's trying to be my baby Everybody's trying to be my baby Everybody's trying to be my baby, now Well
(Berry) I'm gonna search this town From door to door The love I crave I can't find no more I got to find my baby I declare there ain't no lie I ain'
more time Who, keep your hands (Keep your hands) off my baby Can you get it through your head? That girl is mine Ow baby! Keep your hands (Keep your hands) off my baby
the way you kiss that tears me apart. Uh, oh, many, many, many nights go by, I sit alone at home and I cry over you. What can I do. Can't help myself, 'cause baby, it's you. Baby
you been there? Often enough to know. What did you see, when you were there? Nothing that doesn't show. Baby you're a rich man, Baby you're a rich man, Baby
Oh dear, what can I do? Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue, Tell me, oh what can I do? She thinks of him, and so she dresses in black, and though he