my baby   I know I make him feel so good   he's prostrate on the highest cloud   I love to be with him   with him I love to be   of him I wish to muse aloud       and I know what he's thinking   I know what he's saying   I know what he's doing       when he's waking down the street   he smiles at all the girls   the girls --- they smile at him   I fill my baby up   I fill him up with so much love   he falls in love with them       and I know...       ...and I feel so fine   and I feel so good   feel so fine...       everything looks beautiful to him especially girls   he wants to be with them   and if he wants to be   with all the girls he meets   it's 'cause I make him feel so good       and I know...       ...and I feel so fine   and I feel so good   feel so fine...