My Baby - The Irrationals
My baby don't like no rock n' roll
My baby don't like no electro
My baby don't like no hip hip hop
My baby don't like no rub n' dub
My baby don't like nothing blue and cool
My baby don't like that oold school
My baby don't like that thing called jazz
For christ sake she don't even like johnny cash
Oh yeah
My baby she's crazy
Oh yeah
My baby she's crazy
Oh
My baby she's crazy
Oh yeah
My baby she's crazy
My baby don't like no disco drum
My baby don't like no gosbel hum
My baby don't like that old r n' b
My baby don't like no jungle beat
My baby don't like when I pull some rime
Of country music
Or pink floyd when I'm high
My baby don't like no DJ action
Live seeing brings her no satisfaction
Yeah
My baby she's crazy
Ah
My baby she's crazy
Oh yeah
My baby she's crazy
Ah
My baby she's crazy
Oh yeah
My baby she's crazy
Ah
My baby she's crazy
Oh yeah
My baby she's crazy
Oh yeah
My baby she's crazy
My baby don't like no seven inch
My baby don't like no twelve inch
My baby don't like my cee dees
Only listen to the radio those layman's piece
My baby don't like to go and check out a band
Even if it would be like curtis the man
My baby don't like no gangsta flavor
Only mainstream pop but I still can't hate her
'Cause she's looking good
But I still can't hate her
'Cause she's looking good
But I still can't hate her
'Cause she's looking good
'Cause she's looking good
'But I still can't hate her
'Cause she's looking good
My baby's looking good real good
Oh yeah
My baby's looking good
Oh
My baby's looking good real good
Yeah
My baby's looking good
My baby's looking good
My baby's looking good
My baby's looking good
My baby's looking good
My baby's looking good
My baby's looking good
