looking for my baby

i'm looking for my baby

i'm looking for my baby

i'm looking for my baby

in every way

and if i don't find her

by tomorrow morning

looking for my baby put me in my grief

now she ain't pretty

she ain't ugly

she ain't what you call a beauty queen

but she's my baby

don't you know that i love her

and to me she's the girl of my dreams

tell me if i don't find her

by tomorrow morning

looking for my baby put me in my grief

oh

maybe she's somewhere

tossing and turning

oh

maybe she's somewhere

twisting out her shoes

no no

maybe's she's somewhere

just spinning that jukebox

listening to someone singing the blues

help help me find my baby

i gotta find my baby

someone help me