Tekstovi: Pete Townshend. Rough Mix [With Ronnie Lane]. My Baby Gives It Away.

My baby wakes in the deep of the night.
She doesn't need it , but she says it's all right.
My baby digs it, just a Rollin' away.
My baby gives it up every day.
My baby gives it, she gives it away.
My baby gives it up every day.
My baby. She just gives it away.

When you're alone in some city hotel,
You can get company by ringing a bell.
You might go pick up a girl on the street,
But my baby gives it up totally free.
My baby's counting' on, 'cause you alone.
My baby's brother never break a your arm.
My baby ha, ha, I love her.

She's cheep.
Ooooooooo yeah.
My baby,
My baby,
My baby,
My baby,
My baby.

You better buy yourself an new pair of shoes.
And walk for a lifetime on that bad news
You better buy an electric guitar.
There's no better way to beat the blues.
I beat em.

My baby,
My baby,
My baby,
My baby,
My baby,
My baby,
My baby,
My baby.

She give it way, every day, everyway.
My baby just gives it away.

My baby's momma is a singular girl
She brought up her daughter and brought her up well.
I'm breathing no more, 'cause she took it away.
My baby gives it up every day.
My baby gives it, she gives it away.
My baby gives it up every day.

My baby
My baby,
My baby,
My baby,
My baby
My baby,
My baby,
My baby,
My baby,
My baby.

How I love her. Yeah.
My baby, my baby, she just gives it away.
My baby, my baby, she just gives it away.
My baby, my baby, gives it away.
Let me tell you, my baby, she just give it away.
My baby, every day
My baby gives it up every day
My baby give it
Just gives it away.