Born To Be Your Baby

(álbum: Cartesian Dreams - 2009)

I got the skills for you
I got the chops
Ooh-ooh, I know your weakness
When you get the jones, baby
I call the shots
'Cause only I know your secrets

I couldn't make it in the boardroom
I couldn't cut it in the classroom
But when you talk about the backroom
Baby, I'm on top

I was born to be your baby
Born to make ya crazy
Born to keep you satisfied
I was made to feed you sweet tooth
And to give you sweet truth
I was born
I was born to be your savior tonight, yeah

You don't need no methadone
To get you off
Ooh-ooh, just come pick my pockets
I'm locked and I'm loaded for you
When you need a shot
To get you off like a rocket

You know I never made the big bucks
I know my only luck is bad luck
But when you talk about the good stuff
Baby, I'm the tops

I was born to be your baby
Born to make ya crazy
Born to keep you satisfied
I was made to feed you sweet tooth
And to give you sweet truth
I was born
I was born to be your savior tonight

I can ease the pain
While I fan the flames
Pumping through your veins

I couldn't make it in the boardroom
I couldn't cut it in the classroom
But when you talk about the backroom
Baby, I'm on top

I was born to be your baby
Born to make ya crazy, yeah
I was born to be your lover
Baby, undercover
Lady, I was born
I was born to be your baby

Born to be your baby
Born to make ya crazy
Born to keep you satisfied
Oh, babe, you got a sweet tooth
I can give ya sweet truth
I was born
I was born to be your baby tonight

Born to be your baby tonight
Born to be your baby