Dual Income No Kids

Baby be my hon'
Even if she's done shit she's done
Could you be my love
If I'm not numbe one?

Baby be my hon'
Even if she's done shit she's done
Could you be my love
If I'm not numbe one?

Dual Income No Kids
We're dink from our toes to our bones
Discussions transmitted
Only by phones
How to begin a house
When it's only baby that counts
But I just think things get worse maybe
Just not, I'm nuts
Because dog you call dobove(?) keeps
Barking my back door
And I've always loved the way
You snore. Please next to me
Sneeze a little more

Baby be my hon'
Even if she's done shit she's done
Could you be my love
If I'm not numbe one?

Baby be my hon'
Even if she's done shit she's done
Could you be my love
If I'm not numbe one?

Baby be my hon'
Even if she's done shit she's done
Could you be my love
If I'm not numbe one?

Where are you at now?
I don't know
What you do now?
All wanna know and don't say no
I ain't crazy
Maybe no need to CC your shrink on copy baby
When you just talk to me let me think
Got only two ears but too much drink
I guess it's useless now
But with a wink I made you smile
Do it no kidding
We're dink from our toes to our bones
It's together that we from fine tone
Keep it united under the storm

Baby be my hon'
Even if she's done shit she's done
Could you be my love
If I'm not numbe one?

Baby be my hon'
Even if she's done shit she's done
Could you be my love
If I'm not numbe one?

Baby be my hon'
Even if she's done shit she's done
Could you be my love
If I'm not numbe one?

Just let me be yours (x4)



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Clair, Fabrice Riballier, Matthieu Jay
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