"Swing Like a Baby" as written by Andrew Keith Gray, Mark Alan Cox and Michael Derek Allen....
I'm showing my hands and I'm showing my arms
Keepin' it all down here, so don't look 'round

Yes, it matters, yes there's truth
Showin' me failures, I know it's you
Swingin' like a baby, caught like a man
Mary Jesus, they call me back

Deposit insect, hand me a King
I'm going down there like a silly Joe bag
Fat baby and a fat little man
Soul body, soul body, soul body, soul

I'm in me, I'm not in you
Somebody, somebody, somebody here
I don't, don't, don't fuck with me
Swing like a baby and you sing it like a man

I'm showing my hands and I showing my arms
Swing like a baby and you catch it like a man
Mary Jesus, they call me back
And like a fool I think I am

Said it don't bother me like a fat red dress
And like a fool I'm burning
Show me a little respect

Singin' like a baby, actin' like a man
And Mary Jesus, they call me back
So like a fool I think I am
I'm walking to you just to walk back


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"Swing Like a Baby" as written by Mark Alan Cox Andrew Keith Gray

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