(spencer bernard/tim norton)



No, he ain't perfect, this man of mine

He wrote me a love song, but the words don't rhyme

He drives me crazy how he's late all the time

But i love my baby just the same

The reasons why are hard to explain



He makes me feel ooh...aah

I can't quite describe it

Something 'bout that boy just makes me get up and sing

My heart goes mmm...oooh

The only way to say it is a crazy kind of love thing



He steals all my best jokes and gets the punch line wrong

For my birthday he bought me amarige but left the price tag on

He says, "i can do that," when we're watching james bond

But that's the funny thing about love

He's my baby all because



He may not always notice what i do with my hair

But he sure knows when to hold my hand

He sings off key, wait a minute, i don't care

That's my baby, that's my man



That's the funny thing about love

He's my baby all because what he does



He makes me feel ooh...aah

I can't quite describe it

Something 'bout that boy just makes me get up and sing

My heart goes mmm...oooh

The only way to say it is a crazy kind of love thing


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