Can I, take my, take my little baby home
Itâs plain to see, that I love her
And I want her, you know I want her to be
Sheâs got to be my wife
For if you, if you just say, if you just say that one word sir
Iâm gonna love her, for the rest of my life
Weâll have a short reception
And donât cha know, donât cha know and then
Then weâre gonna catch, weâre gonna catch that little plane
And then every, every little, every little road that we stop at
Donât cha know, itâs gonna be our lovers lane, and I want cha
I just, I got to kiss her, I got to kiss her right now Mr. Preacher
Donât cha know I got to tell her, Oo, I got to tell her sheâs mine
Sheâs got to be mine alone, Can I,
Can I kiss her, I got to kiss her right now Mr. Preacher
Can I take my, little baby home
(Can I take my babyâ¦home)
Come on let me kiss her now, I got to have her
Sheâs got to be mine, Sheâs my baby and I need her
Come on and let me take her home; I got to have her Mr. Preacher
I got to have her, come on, come on...
