I see you every day Walking down the avenue I'd like to get to know you But all I do is smile at you Oh baby when it comes to talking My tongue get so thight This sidewalk love affair Has got me high as a kite Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
Well I'm a slow walker But girl I'd race a mile for you Just to get back in time For my peek-a-boo rendezvous Well baby maby it's the way You wear you're blue jeans so tight I can't put my finger On what you're doing right Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
Well I'm standing on a corner Smiling by a telephone I'd like to check you over Get to know you with a fine tooth comb Oh baby when I get home, I turn out the light And then you come a strolling through My dreams every night Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
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