Baby Doll Lyrics
but mine is really bossy
I come home from a day on the golf course
and I find all these messages
scribbled on wrinkled up scraps of paper
And they say thing like:
Why don't you get a real job?
Or: You and what army?
Or: Get a horse.
And then I hear this voice
comin from the back of my head Uh huh
(Whoa-ho) Yep! It's my brain again
And when my brain talks to me, he says:
Take me out to the park
Take me to the movies
Cause I love to sit in the dark
Take me to Tahiti
Cause I love to be hot
And take me out on the town tonight
Cause I know the new hot spot. He says:
Babydoll! I love it when you come when I call
Babydoll! You don't have to talk I know it all
Babydoll! Ooo oo oo Babydoll Ooo
I'm wracking my brains trying to think
of another word for horse
I ask my brain for some assistance.
And he says: Huh...Let's see...How about cow?
That's close. He says:
Take me out to the park
Take me to the movies
Cause I love to sit in the dark
Take me to your leader
And I say: Do you mean George?
And he says: I just want to meet him
And I say:
Come on I mean I don't even know George!
And he says:
Babydoll! I love it when you come when I call
Babydoll! You don't have to talk I know it all
Babydoll! Ooo oo oo Babydoll Ooo
Babydoll! Babydoll! Ooo oo oo
Babydoll! Babydoll! Ooo oo oo
God I just love this song. It's so much fun, so silly, and so totally how me and my brain sometimes interact. LOL My favorite line is "Do you mean, George?" LMAO everytime at that, especially since she wrote this during George the First, but it's even more applicable under George the Second.
My angel's favorite song ... he loves to sing it! La la la .... I'm his babydoll ... I humor him ...
James Merrill
She’s in love, at least. Ma Cherie In real life Sews costumes for her marionettes Helps her to keep behind the scene Whose side lit goose-girl Speaking with his voice Plays Guinevere as well as Gun-moll Molly Or else at bedtime In their tight embrace Tell her French hopes And her German fears Her—but what more is there to tell?
I also have these kinds of conversations with my brain. Neverending! It's really... bossy...
Now I first heard this song on SNL in 1986. So the lyrics at that time couldn't have been, "I don't even know George," because it would have been "I don't even know Ronald." But I don't recall if those were the exact lyrics or not. Point is I think the song was written in 1986 so there must have been different lyrics back then.
I think she sings about Georgians! From the country Georgia. NOT someone named George...
I think she sings about Georgians! From the country Georgia. NOT someone named George...
And baby I wondered where you are Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas