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Thu, 24.09.2009

I’M CRAZY ‘BOUT MY BABY by Kid Ory.

I’m the world’s most happy creature,
Tell me, what can worry me?
I’m crazy ’bout my baby,
And my baby’s crazy ’bout me!

Mr. Cupid was our teacher,
That’s the reason we agree,
I’m crazy ’bout my baby,
And my baby’s crazy ’bout me!

Parson, get your book out,
Get it ready in your hand,
Keep a steady look-out;
‘Cause I know you understand.

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