My Babe

I'm talkin' 'bout my baby, not your baby Say my babe, she's so fine I'm talkin' 'bout my baby, not your baby Say my babe, she's so fine She's right there to love me Well people come, rain or shine Now I love her, don't you love her, cause I love her, you hear? I love her, don't you love her, cause I love her, you hear? She upsets my soul when she whispers sweet things in my ear I love the way she walks, I love the way she talks She makes me feel so good, like a young man should She never makes me cry, and here's why She's my babe, she's my babe Nothin' could be better than to see her in a sweater And a real tight skirt that won't quit Nothin' could be better than to see her in a sweater And a tight skirt, that won't quit I'm warm for her form, but people let me tell you that's it My babe, oh my babe My babe, oh my babe My babe, my babe, oh my babe My babe, oh oh my babe My babe, oh my babe --- My Babe - The Righteous Brothers