Whoa Babe

Whoa babe, oh yeah

Whoa babe, what can the matter be?
Whoa babe, something still bother me
How come I can't come knocking around your door? (Yeah)
Whoa babe, how come you let me down?
Whoa babe, why can't I hang around?
Since when ain't I your badass boy no more?

Everynight, I take you out
You are the one to frown and I
Some day you make me shout
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"

Whoa babe, how do you get that way
Whoa babe, some day you gonna pay
But I leave you, I'll knock on your door no more

(Yes, brother L. Sam)
(All kinda grooving around on that old semi-guitar)

Whoa babe, what can the matter be?
Whoa babe, something still bother me
How come I can't come knocking around your door? (Well)
Whoa babe, how come you let me down?
Whoa babe, why can't I hang around?
Since when ain't I your badass boy no more?
(Since you don't come knocking around my door)

Every night, I take you out
You are the one to frown and I
Some day you make me shout
"Whoa, dibidibi babap whoa"

Whoa babe, how do you get that way?
Whoa babe, some day you gonna pay
But I leave you, I knock on your door no more



Credits
Writer(s): David Chapman, Roy Biggs
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