I Want My Baby Back: A Love Poem by Jimmy Cross
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I want my baby back! Gotta have my baby back! I miss her oh so much! Can't live without her touch!
I don't hardly know where to begin. I remember, we were cruising home from the Beatles concert. I'd had such a wonderful evening sitting there watching my baby screaming and tearing her hair out, and carrying on. She was so full of life. Then, well, we were about three miles from home when I see this stalled car right smack in front of me. Well, I wasn't about to slam on the brakes 'cause I didn't have none to start with. So I swerved to the left, and what do I see? Some mushhead on a motorcycle headin' right at us! And I knew at last, that me and my baby were about to meet the leader of the pack.
Well, when I come to, I looked around, and there was the leader, and there was the pack. And over there was my baby. And over THERE was my baby. And WAY OVER THERE was my baby.
I want my baby back! Gotta have my baby back! I miss her oh so much! Can't live without her touch!
It's been many months now since that fateful night, and you know something? I've tried. Believe me, I have tried, but I just can't make it without my baby. So, I've decided that I'm going to have her back one way or another! OH BABY I DIG YOU SO MUCH! HOT DANG! PAY DIRT!
(opens up coffin of dead girlfriend and crawls inside of it to have sex)
I've got my baby back! Now I've got my baby back! I love her oh so much! Can't live without her touch! I've got my baby back...
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