B.F.D.R.F. Blues

Well, you know I love my baby
You know I dig her knowin' ways
Well you know I dig my baby
You know, you know I dig her loving ways
If my baby was my boss
Wouldn’t even have to ask my baby for a raise
Well, you know I love my baby
Like to run my fingers through her pretty hair
Well, you know I love my baby
Know I Like to run my fingers through her pretty hair
Well I was there messin' with my baby
Knocked off her wig, the wig, and her head was bare, oh yeah