She's My Baby

She's got her pudding in the oven and it's gonna be good She better not leave me and go out to Hollywood She's got the best pudding in the neighborhood She's my baby She can drive a truck, she can drive a train She can even drive an aeroplane She's so good to look at in the rain She's my baby She's comin' down the sidewalk, she's stumblin' through the door She's coming home from places she's never been before She sits down on the sofa, she pours herself a drink Says, "Honey, honey, honey, ain't no time to think" My baby, my baby My baby She's got a body for business, got a head for sin She knocks me over like a bowling pin She came home last night and said "Honey, honey, honey, it's hard to get ahead" My baby, my baby She can build a boat, she can make it float (My baby, m-my-my baby) She can play my guitar note for note She likes to stick her tongue right down my throat She's my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby