My baby, he don't talk sweet;
He ain't got much to say.
But he loves me, loves me, loves me.
I know that he loves me anyway.

My baby, he don't dress fine;
But I don't really mind.
'Cause every time he pulls me near,
I just wanna cheer!

My baby may not be rich
He's waching every dime
But he loves me loves me loves me
And we always have a real good time.

And maybe he sings off key
That's all right by me
But what he does, he does so well
Makes me wanna yell: 

Let's hear it for the boy
Oh, let's give the boy a hand
Let's hear it for my baby
You know you gotta understand
Maybe he's no Romeo
But he's my loving one man show
Let's hear it for the boy! 

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