My Baby

No one can take my baby ‘cause she was meant for me. My baby and I go cruisin’ and that’s when I feel free. My baby takes me anywhere that I could want to be. Playing tunes, I take her down curves that lead to the sea. My baby looks cool, top down. She’s smooth and she is fast. The wind caresses us as the shoreline we go past. My baby’s built for comfort. I stop and then recline, gazing into the night and feeling ever so fine. My baby doesn’t mind a single thing I do. She’s just as sweet today as when she was brand new. My baby doesn’t get jealous when I leave her until dawn. She knows when the morning comes again I’ll be turning her on. I spend the night with my honey. We both get up for the day. I turn my baby on; she purrs and she carries me away. My baby’s a convertible - a Mustang perfect for me. My honey can jump in his jeep. With my baby a while I’ll be! .