Sakta vi gå genom stan. Gee its great after being out late, Walking my baby back home. Arm and arm over meadow and farm, Walking my baby back home. We go along harmonizing a song, Or Im reciting a poem. Owls go by and they give me the eye, Walking my baby back home. We stop for a while, she gives me a smile, And snuggles her head on my chest. We started to pet, and thats when I get Her talcum all over my vest. After I kind of straighten my tie, She has to borrow my comb. One kiss then I continue again, Walking my baby back home. shes afraid of the dark So I had to park outside of her door till its light shes says if I try to kiss her shell cry Ill dry her tears all through the night Hand in Hand to a barbeque stand Right from her doorway we roam Its and then its a pleasure again Walking my baby, Talking my baby Loving my baby, I dont mean maybe Walking my baby back home
Posted on: Wed, 29 Oct 2014 17:46:39 +0000
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