Written by Bernard Hanighen and Kenyon Hopkins
Peaked at #33 in 1956
(That baby doll) Oooohh!
(Look out for her) Ba-a-a-aby doll
(Especially) Hmmmmmm!
(The amateur)
There’s many a guy who’ll sing you these blues
His dream was a lie, his heart’s in his shoes
He wasn’t so green, in ways he was smart
Till she hit the scene and she took him apart
He’ll tell you as plain as day
«Keep away from ba-a-a-a-a-a-aby doll»
(That baby doll)
(Look out for her)
You’ll see in her eyes the warning you should
You oughta be ooh-eyed, she’ll lose you but good
As long as she’s warm, the livin’ is sweet
Then she’ll raise a storm, you’re back on the street
You might as well know, my friend, that’s the end
You’re cooked, you’re through
(My friend, you’re through)
(You’re cooked, you’re through)