Tekster: John Waite. Be My Baby Tonight.

She's got a certain style
In everything she does
She's someone to know
Just because, yeah
Just because, yeah

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, be my little baby tonight

She's seen everywhere
Looking like Venus too
Emotional suicide
She couldn't give a damn
No, guess she shows

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, be my little baby tonight
She's got a heart of gold
And nerves of steel

Feels like broken glass
She's unreal
She's got a velvet touch
Igniting a frozen heart

She's indispensable
Tear your soul apart, yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, be my little baby tonight
Yeah, come on, come on, come on
Come on and be my little baby tonight