Babies

hey, sweetie
you got them tired eyes
why don't you just go to bed?
Just peekin in on you
can't help myself
I gotta touch your head
I know you grown
takin care of your everything
my baby be so tired
i sleep, dream, i remember
my baby, you make my heart swing
you are so damn funny
darlin, so tender too
more than I ever expected
i love you for you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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