Woorden: Jesse McCartney. Departure. My Baby.

My, my, my, my

She steps to the groove
Her body in tune
She stops the whole room
She got to everybody

The red of her lips
So hard to resist
The curve to her hip
I gotta tell somebody

I'm helplessly falling
Into your eyes like, whoa
I'm hopelessly in love
For the first time like, whoa

Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby
Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby

Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby
Gotta make ya my baby
My baby

She throws me a sign
A wink in her smile
I stopped on a dime
Could she be looking at me?

With nothing to prove
She's making her move
And as she walked through
Leaned in to tell me something

I'm helplessly falling
Into your eyes like, whoa
I'm hopelessly in love
For the first time like, whoa

Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby
Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby

Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby
Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby

She took my hand and led me 'cross the dance floor
Everybody watching like, oh no
The kind of girl you could only ever pray for
All the cameras flashing like, oh no, no, no, no

And as we left together
She whispered something soft and sweet, so right
She said I'd love to love you all through the night

I'm helplessly falling
Into your eyes like, whoa
I'm hopelessly in love
For the first time like, whoa

Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby
Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby

Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby
Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby

Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby
Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby

Gotta make ya my baby
Wanna make ya my baby
Gotta make ya my baby
My baby