Faithiles: She's my baby

I see you workin' through the bead curtainIn you kitchen, switchin', leavin' me twitchin'I'm itchin' to be kissin' you, but disciplne is the ruleSo I sip my orange juice and act coolShe irresistibleWe fool around twice a week, makes me weakNice, when she put her tongeu in my cheekNot petite, baby got a large physiqueShe take charge, take me were I dare not repeatI got T-T-T-T-like a high hatPlanting kisses on your backYou like thatMrs X. reputation intact, nobody on my blockKnow we lock down like that in the next flatBut one from whre I live with my mum and uncle JohnHe ain't my uncle an' it's been far too longBut me 'n' she been goin' strong almost a yearWait til the coast is clear, I don't boast for fearOf being caught. Maybe w ought to stop, maybe notFor now baby gets all I got. Boom!How come we always trash the room? Grab ya clothesCos ya know someone'll be home soonAn' I assume there'll be a need to explain gentlyWhy this mother of three is playin' games with meShe's my babyI'm a slave to your outrageRocket box stiff shocks an' a roll cageColour coded alloys, much noise, spoilers an' poiseExhaust notes an antidote for old ageYes! Yes!Who got the keys to my R.S. we goin' on a road testHit the M4 and head west, forever impressedWith the sound of my two litre, we cover groundEngine singin' like Anita BakerAn' iff I take a corner too quick y' get sickWhen I do my hand-bake trick, watch me rideMi broadside slide like a battleshipSide-slip puch out mi hipStick it in gear an' give the gas a blip. ItNever fail to bring a grin to the lip, Baby's equippedMe an' she gone clear I got quik rack reductionOn the under steer, I beenFairly and squarely discribed as hairyPeople say my baby is scaryLook you takes your money and you takes your schoiceI just love to hear my baby's voiceShe's my babyI roll up for the session, ev'rything in positionMy friends demonstratin' eruditionI listen for a minute before takin' sidesSleepy eyes on the limit sit down an' spin itLike we do every Friday down my wayWhy play the fool with demon alcoholAs a rule my baby gets passed aroundI don't frown, I love to see my friends gettin' downWhen it's just me an' she you know it's never precariousBut sharin' with ya buddies is hilariousVariously we argua an' disagree an' get heatedHafta tell my people to be seatedAn' restart the anti-stress process'Til there's a big mess of twigs an' seeds to meetcha needsAn' with that first inhaled hello...Guaranteed mellowShe's my baby