Honeymoon With B Troop

My baby, she's crazy, she's lazy
So she's always bummin' around (round, round, round)
Girls in France don't stand a chance
'Cause I've always got my baby around (round, round, round)

So, don't touch her (bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum)
Oh, it's so fine, and you know what's mine is mine

At night, we sleep tight we
Stay close together 'cause the temperature's down (down, down, down)
But baby, says maybe
Each time I try to get my fingers around (round, round, round)

Please don't touch her (bum, bum, bum, bum)

Sittin' with a tent pole, what a bloody jamboree
Listen to our motto, be prepared for ecstasy
Here comes the bride
Da da da da da da da

My baby, goes topless
And brings her beauty to a bottomless day (day, day, day)
She's bathing, al fresco (splay, splay, splay)
And all her mystery is there on display

So, don't get too close
Oh, she's so fine, and you know what's mine is mine

Ooh, it's a drag when you're hitched to a dream
And the boys in the gang think she's part of the scenery
You're never alone and the tension is painful to see

One night I crept in and
Got on my knees and tried to make her my wife (wife, wife, wife)
One reef knot, two grannies
And we were bound to stay together for life (life, life, life)

Now we'd like to



Credits
Writer(s): Graham Gouldman, Eric Stewart
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