Baby - Fun Lovin' Criminals

She’s a mess in her party dress, hey jack

Don’t give up the crack.

She’s a mess in her

Party dress, she’s clean if you know what I

Mean.

She was a mess in the limosine, got

Cocked off of top shelf scotch.

Baby gone

Done made a scene, this one ain’t worth the

Lock.

Ain’t too scared about fading away, gonna

Do it to you everyday.

Baby!

My momma, how your baby grown

Up.

Baby!

My momma, how your baby

Grown up.

Baby!

My momma how your

Baby grown up.

Baby!

My momma how

Your baby grown up.

She drinks Cris and she’s on the list, five

Hundred dollar bottle of wine.

She’s a mess

In her party dress.

Sorry, baby just one

More line.

Her ass is the size of Texas,

Thank god, and pass the ammunition.

She’s

A mess in her party dress.

Because love is

Not contrition.

Ain’t too scared about fading away, gonna

Do it to you everyday.

Baby!

My momma, how your baby grown

Up.

Baby!

My momma, how your baby

Grown up.

Baby!

My momma how your

Baby grown up.

Baby!

My momma how

Your baby grown up.