You're my baby and I love you You can take a pound of love And cook it in the stew . . . . . When you've finished doing that I know what you'll want to do 'cos you're my baby and I love you
I'm your baby -- do you love me? I can drive a cadillac Across the irish sea But when I've finished doing that I know where I'll want to be 'cos I'm your baby, and you love me.
Spirits of ancient egypt Shadows of ancient rome Spirits of ancient egypt Hung on the telly Hung on the telly Hung on the telephone . . . .
You're my baby, I know you know You could sell an elevator To geronimo And when you've finished doing that I know where you'll want to go 'cos you're my baby, I know you know
Spirits of ancient egypt Echoes of sunken spain Spirits of ancient egypt Hung on the 'phone A-hung on the 'phone A-hung on the 'phone . . . . . again . . . . .
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