It's My Life, Baby

¡Quite a little thing, that I’d like to do for you!
It’s a little thing that we like, kinda nice we like, blues fever,
and stuff ¿uh?
It’s my life baby, treat me the way you wanna do
It’s my life baby, treat me the way you wanna do
I’m coming home in the morning
And will make mistakes
In the evening, after the sun goes down
In the evening, after the sun goes down
That’s what I love from my baby
Lord knows she just can’t be found
Somebody, please send her home to me
Some-some-somebody, please send her home to me
'Cause I’ve had no real good lovin'
Since my baby went away
(Oh, you looking good)