Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
I walked twenty blocks to your favorite bakery
To pick you up a little treat
I know you're not an early riser
After a long night on your feet
And this pretty flower's called a "Saint Paulina"
It's grown in the African wild
Ah, baby just to see you smile
Baby just to see you smile
We could have ourselves a Sunday picnic
Spread a blanket on the grass
I've got a brick of firecrackers
Honey, let's see how long these babies last
Oh, there ought to be a law against this
Tonight I'd put myself on trial
Oh, baby just to see you smile
Baby just to see you smile
Baby just to see you smile
I know you got it in you
Oh, what I wouldn’t give you
Oh, baby
You've got the gift that keeps on giving
So baby, why you wanna keep it hid?
I've done so many things that I'm not proud of
Only you can make me feel like my old self again
And if the moon's the only light left shining
I'd walk a thousand miles
Oh, baby just to see you smile
Baby just to see you smile
Baby just to see you smile
You know I've got to have it
Honey, you could stop the traffic