Sanoja: Elvis Presley. It's Your Baby, You Rock It.

You offered me a penny for my thoughts
And I told you then that woman won't stay caught
But you turned around, you loved her anyway
She broke your heart and all I've got to say

It's your baby, you rock it
(It's your baby)
It's your heartache, you bought it
(It's your heartache)

You made that bed you're sleepin' in
And I'm tired of hearin' about it friend
It's your baby, you rock it
(It's your baby)

Well you cried upon my shoulder like a baby
I'm sorry 'bout your troubles and your lady
But she done you like she done me
And I've used up all my sympathy
It's your baby, you rock it

It's your baby, you rock it
(It's your baby)
It's your heartache, you bought it
(It's your heartache)

You made that bed you're sleepin' in
And I'm tired of hearin' about it friend
It's your baby, you rock it
(It's your baby)

It's your baby, you rock it
(It's your baby)
It's your heartache, you bought it
(It's your heartache)

You made that bed you're sleepin' in
And I'm tired of hearin' about it friend
It's your baby, you rock it
(It's your baby)

It's your baby, you rock it
(It's your baby)
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