Transcribed from vocals by Frank "Red" Perkins,
(Red Perkins and His Dixie Ramblers), recorded May 5, 1931,
From Richmond
Rarities: Recorded in Richmond, Indiana, 1927-33; Jazz Oracle, BDW 8008.
Who knows how to say "I love you,"
How to make a scandal about you?
My baby, my baby knows how!
And when I'm tired, feel like slowin'
Who knows how to keep me goin'?
My baby, my baby knows how!
She's got that way, that certain
way,
Ah, you know what I mean! Yes,
sir!
Am I fond of it? Listen, folks,
Why I love it, and how!
Say, who gives me new ambition,
Makes me holler, "Oh, intermission!"
My baby, my baby knows how!
Listen boys, I'm gonna tell you
a little bit more about my baby:
Why, she's got everything, I don't
mean maybe!
A shape like Venus; no baby has
been born
Can beat my baby's pose on September
morn,
Oh!
She's so sweet, oh, bless her soul!
She ought to be living down in
a sugar bowl.
When my baby dresses up and walks
down the street,
All the little birdies go, "Tweet-tweet-tweet!"
So!
She needs me! She feeds me! I'm
forever on her mind,
When she needs me, I'm never hard
to find.
When I'm tired, need some soothing
for my soul,
She rocks me to sleep with one
steady roll.
She's got that way, that certain
way,
Ah, you know what I mean! Yes,
sir!
Am I fond of it? Listen!
Why I love it, and how!
Say, who gives me new ambition,
Makes me holler, "Oh, baby, intermission!"
My baby, my baby knows how!
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