Song | It's Your Baby, You Rock It |
Artist | Elvis Presley |
Album | Elvis Country (I'm 10,000 Years Old) |
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Lyrics:Shiri Milete/Nora Fowler Music:Shiri Milete/Nora Fowler | |
You offered me a penny for my thoughts | |
And I told you then that woman won't stay caught | |
But you turned and loved her anyway | |
She broke your heart and all I've got to say | |
It's your baby, you rock it | |
It's your heartache, you bought it | |
You made the bed your sleeping in | |
And I'm tired of hearing about it friend | |
It's your baby you, rock it | |
Well you cried upon my shoulder like a baby | |
I'm sorry 'bout your troubles and your lady | |
But she done you like she done me | |
And I've used up all my sympathy | |
It's your baby you, rock it | |
It's your baby, you rock it | |
It's your heartache, you bought it | |
You made the bed your sleeping in | |
And I'm tired of hearing about it friend | |
It's your baby you, rock it |
Lyrics: Shiri Milete Nora Fowler Music: Shiri Milete Nora Fowler | |
You offered me a penny for my thoughts | |
And I told you then that woman won' t stay caught | |
But you turned and loved her anyway | |
She broke your heart and all I' ve got to say | |
It' s your baby, you rock it | |
It' s your heartache, you bought it | |
You made the bed your sleeping in | |
And I' m tired of hearing about it friend | |
It' s your baby you, rock it | |
Well you cried upon my shoulder like a baby | |
I' m sorry ' bout your troubles and your lady | |
But she done you like she done me | |
And I' ve used up all my sympathy | |
It' s your baby you, rock it | |
It' s your baby, you rock it | |
It' s your heartache, you bought it | |
You made the bed your sleeping in | |
And I' m tired of hearing about it friend | |
It' s your baby you, rock it |
Lyrics: Shiri Milete Nora Fowler Music: Shiri Milete Nora Fowler | |
You offered me a penny for my thoughts | |
And I told you then that woman won' t stay caught | |
But you turned and loved her anyway | |
She broke your heart and all I' ve got to say | |
It' s your baby, you rock it | |
It' s your heartache, you bought it | |
You made the bed your sleeping in | |
And I' m tired of hearing about it friend | |
It' s your baby you, rock it | |
Well you cried upon my shoulder like a baby | |
I' m sorry ' bout your troubles and your lady | |
But she done you like she done me | |
And I' ve used up all my sympathy | |
It' s your baby you, rock it | |
It' s your baby, you rock it | |
It' s your heartache, you bought it | |
You made the bed your sleeping in | |
And I' m tired of hearing about it friend | |
It' s your baby you, rock it |