My baby, my baby, he don't have nothing
My baby, my baby, he don't have nothing to give
But he gives it to me, ya he gives it to me
"Quit dreaming, quit dreaming – amount to something
Your scheming, believing that old love that got away
That there's still a way
Find you someone who makes a living
Sweet, sweet nothings aren't worth investing
Sweet, sweet nothings just nothing after all"
But cold cash comforts are overrated
When your lover's got funds depleted
Only company baby's got is mine
And that's sure something
My baby, my baby, he keeps me blushing
Keep waiting, debating a better someone
Could come my way... I wait and wait
Say, "find somebody who makes some figures"
Preferably someone with lots of zeroes
But the only figure my baby's got is mine
But corporate callings are for the basics
And settling safely is for the faithless
The only baby this baby wants is mine
You're in love
And there's no doubt about it
There's no use in missing out
You're in love
And there's no way around it
My baby