Betty Wright - The Babysitter Lyrics
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The Babysitter
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What Are The Lyrics For The Babysitter By Betty Wright?
When my best friend said
She had lost her man To her babysitter I thought she was lying I said no sixteen year old schoolgirl Could ever take a man of mine Staying home with our baby all the time It kept me kind of broken hearted So I went and hired myself a babysitter And that's when my trouble all started This sixteen year old chick walked in With a skirt up to her waist She had a truckload of you know what And all of it in place I should have been aware Mmm hmm, ooh, ooh, of the babysitter, oh, yeah, yeah I should have known from the jump, yeah She was a man getter I should have been aware, uh huh Of the babysitter, aah I should have known from the jump, yeah She was a man getter, yes, she was When I found out exactly what was going on There wasn't much that I could do The babysitter had his heart and soul And all of his money too You know, I should have been aware Ooh, ooh, of the babysitter, hoo I should have known from the jump, yeah She was a man getter, yes, she was So, girls, if you want your man And no one else Buy yourself some sizzle pants And babysit your very own self Beware, girls You better beware Of the babysitter, yeah Rock, rock, rock your baby Rock, rock, rock your baby |
Who Wrote The Babysitter By Betty Wright?
Betty Regina Wright, Clarence Henry Reid, Willie James Clarke
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What's The Duration Of The The Babysitter By Betty Wright?The duration of The Babysitter is 3:08 minutes and seconds. |
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