Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Baby, You’re The Greatest

Subways don’t get me to work on time,
so my mate shouts me up,
“Don’t you make the unemployment line
get up! Get out in the cold, cruel world.
Do your job, girl.
Do it now, dude.”

Do! Do! Doobie doobie do!
I do it for me, I do it for you!
I do it for bread, I do it for food
for me-- for you
‘cause you are the greatest,
baby, you’re the greatest!

The bus just suits me fine,
the driver’s smiling and thinking;
He’s working for his bride
whose earning for his dreams.
Think big! Think about your lifelines,
do your thing, girl.
Do it good, dude.

When the traffic is crammed
I pray for a day between us
when the sun shines and the rain falls
and I see you in my eyes
so beautiful to me--
baby, baby, baby
you are the greatest.

Do! Do! Doobie doobie do!
I do it for me, I do it for you!
I do it for bread, I do it for food
for me--for you
‘cause you are the greatest,
baby, you’re the greatest!