Lyrics

Honey, there's a funny feeling 'round my heart And it's bound to drive your mama wild It must be something they call the Cuban Doll1 It weren't your mama's angel child I went to see the doctor the other day, he said I's well as well could be But I said, "Doctor, you don't know really what's worrying me" I want to be somebody's baby doll so I can get my loving all the time I want to be somebody's baby doll to ease my mind He can be ugly, he can be black, so long as he can eagle rock and ball the jack I want to be somebody's baby doll so I can get my lovin' all the time I mean to get my lovin' all the time Lord, I went to the gypsy to get my fortune told She said you in hard luck, Bessie, doggone your bad luck soul I want to be somebody's baby doll so I can get my lovin' all the time I mean to get my lovin' all the time