I see you workin` through the bead curtain 
In you kitchen, switchin`, leavin` me twitchin` 
I`m itchin` to be kissin` you, but disciplne is the rule 
So I sip my orange juice and act cool 
She irresistible 
We fool around twice a week, makes me weak 
Nice, when she put her tongeu in my cheek 
Not petite, baby got a large physique 
She take charge, take me were I dare not repeat 
I got T-T-T-T-like a high hat 
Planting kisses on your back 
You like that 
Mrs X. reputation intact, nobody on my block 
Know we lock down like that in the next flat 
But one from whre I live with my mum and uncle John 
He ain`t my uncle an` it`s been far too long 
But me `n` she been goin` strong almost a year 
Wait til the coast is clear, I don`t boast for fear 
Of being caught. Maybe w ought to stop, maybe not 
For now baby gets all I got. Boom! 
How come we always trash the room? Grab ya clothes 
Cos ya know someone`ll be home soon 
An` I assume there`ll be a need to explain gently 
Why this mother of three is playin` games with me 
She`s my baby 

I`m a slave to your outrage 
Rocket box stiff shocks an` a roll cage 
Colour coded alloys, much noise, spoilers an` poise 
Exhaust notes an antidote for old age 
Yes! Yes! 
Who got the keys to my R.S. we goin` on a road test 
Hit the M4 and head west, forever impressed 
With the sound of my two litre, we cover ground 
Engine singin` like Anita Baker 
An` iff I take a corner too quick y` get sick 
When I do my hand-bake trick, watch me ride 
Mi broadside slide like a battleship 

Side-slip puch out mi hip 
Stick it in gear an` give the gas a blip. It 
Never fail to bring a grin to the lip, Baby`s equipped 
Me an` she gone clear I got quik rack reduction 
On the under steer, I been 
Fairly and squarely discribed as hairy 
People say my baby is scary 
Look you takes your money and you takes your schoice 
I just love to hear my baby`s voice 
She`s my baby 

I roll up for the session, ev`rything in position 
My friends demonstratin` erudition 
I listen for a minute before takin` sides 
Sleepy eyes on the limit sit down an` spin it 
Like we do every Friday down my way 
Why play the fool with demon alcohol 
As a rule my baby gets passed around 
I don`t frown, I love to see my friends gettin` down 
When it`s just me an` she you know it`s never precarious 
But sharin` with ya buddies is hilarious 
Variously we argua an` disagree an` get heated 
Hafta tell my people to be seated 
An` restart the anti-stress process 
`Til there`s a big mess of twigs an` seeds to meetcha needs 
An` with that first inhaled hello... 
Guaranteed mellow 
She`s my baby