My Baby Worships Me

Wanna tell you about my baby
I say when she comes around
Is just about five feet four
From a little head under the ground
Let me tell you 'bout the girl of mine
I got her walkin' down the assembly line
She brings the paycheck home to me
My baby, she worships me
She like the way I walk
She like the way I talk
'Cause that woman can’t let me be
My baby, she worships me
Go to dinner, she pays the bill
She make the payment on my Coupe de Ville
She leaves a 20 for me every day
My baby, she pays my way
She like the way I walk
She like the way I talk
'Cause that woman can’t let me be
My baby, she worships me
My baby, she treats me right
We ain’t never been in a fight
Once she caught me with her best friend Sue
She just giggled, said, «Ain't he cute?»
She like the way I walk
She like the way I talk
'Cause that woman can’t let me be
My baby, she
M-m-my baby, m-m-my baby, yeah
My baby, m-m-my little, pretty little baby
My baby, she worships me