My babe has got those baby blues...
By Mark Heathcote
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My babe has got those baby blues...
Oh my babe has got those baby blues...
When it’s time we kickoff our shoes.
Oh I longed that heavenly kiss
Her liftoff rocket fuel bliss
Beyond that graveyard moon
Because time plays its part
In the dimness of a room
In the healing of her heart
I longed that emerald spark!
But she just lay there—aching...
Oh my babe has just got those baby blues...
Oh my babe has just got those baby blues...
When it’s time we kickoff our shoes.
In her melancholy dark!
For the child that went a waning...
Like a short lived; lodestar
But know she’s so so—afar...
That no matter how ever I long
She’ll be too, too far gone.
Oh, like a blue broken jewel
Ghostly white but oh so sexual...
Oh my babe has got those baby blues...
Oh my babe has just got those baby blues...
When it’s time we kicked off our shoes.
She’s got love! When she’s cold!
When she’s got that distant call
In her emerald eyes controlled.
She got a love that’ll cure-all
Those spooks in the dead of night
Who in the daylight take fright...?
Oh my babe has got those baby blues...
Oh my babe has just got those baby blues...
Every time it's time we kickoff our shoes.
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