Lawrence S. Pertillar (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

You don't want nobody comin' to you just to freak,
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?

You don't want nobody comin' to you just to freak,
Do ya?
Baby.

Oh-oh-oh.
Oh ooooohhh.
Are you a freakin' baby?

Oh-oh-oh.
Oh ooooohhh.
Are you a freakin' baby?

You don't want nobody comin' to you just to freak,
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?

You don't want nobody comin' to you just to freak,
Ooooobabe.

I don't blame you for splitting off your life,
And living it for you.
I don't blame you for doing what's right,
'Cause there's no one who can say...
What they'd do.
If they could fit your shoes.
And there's no one here to recommend,
Where to go to get approval.

You don't want nobody comin' to you just to freak,
Do ya?
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?

Ooooo...
You don't want nobody comin' to you just to freak,
Do ya?
Babe.
You don't want nobody comin' to you just to freak,
Do ya?
Babe.

Oh oh oh
oh oh....
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?
Sssssss,
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?
Sssssss,
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?
Sssssss,
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?
Sssssss,
Ooooobabe!

You don't want nobody comin' to you just to freak,
Ooooobabe!
Do ya?

You don't want nobody comin' to you just to freak,
Ooooobabe.