A I wanna tell you about my good thing D I ain't disclosing no names, but He sure is a good friend, and I ain't gonna tell you where he comes from, boy If I tell you, you won't come again, hey I ain't gonna tell you nothing, A but I do will, but I know, yeah! Now let me tell you about my girl I open up a newspaper and what do I see? Chorus: A Ah, ah See my girl, ah, looking at me Ooh, and when she walks, she walks Let me tell you, when she talks, she talks And when she looks me in my eye She's my baby, Lord, I wanna make her mine, baby Ooh, tell me baby what you want me to do! And you want me to love you, love some other men? Ooh, ain't gonna call me Mr. Pitiful, no! I don't need no respect from nobody, no Chorus: Ah yeah, no, no Ah I ain't gonna tell you nothing, I ain't gonna tell you no more, no! She's my baby, let me tell you that I love her so and, and! She is the woman I really wanna love and let me tell you more Ooh! She's my baby let me tell you, she lives next door She's the one a woman the one a woman that I know I ain't going, I ain't going, I ain't going to tell I ain't going to tell you one thing That you really ought to know, boy! She's my lover, baby, and I love her so, and She's the one that really makes me whirl and twirl, and! She's the kind of lover that makes me feel the whole world, and She's the one who really makes me jump and shout, oh! She's the kind of girl, I know what it's all about! Take it on Take it, take it, take it Ah, excuse me Oh, will you excuse me? I'm just trying to find the bridge! Has anybody seen the bridge? Please! (Have you seen the bridge?) I ain't seen the bridge! (Where's that confounded bridge?) | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D |