Mike Bloomfield
Mike Bloomfield
Mike Bloomfield
Mike Bloomfield
Mike Bloomfield
Mike Bloomfield
Mike Bloomfield
Mike Bloomfield
Mike Bloomfield
Why must my baby be the only-est woman I love
Because the sun is shining because the moon is above, my honey love
There's many others could fit me like a hand fit's a glove
So why must my baby be the only-est woman I love
Why must my honey be the only-est girl I touch (ladies you know)
I could feel a million it couldn't be too much
Just a hand on other skin would get [?]
So why must my baby be the only-est skin I touch
There goes one and there goes two
Oh man there goes another
Why can't I be with all three
A sister, a mother, a lover
Tell me why must my baby be the only-est girl for me
They ought to [?] absolutely 'A' 'Z', that little honey bee
I can handle one, mess with two [?] three
So why must my baby be the only-est woman for me (Whoa indeed)
Tell me why must my baby be the only-est woman for me
Why Must My Baby was written by Mike Bloomfield.