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The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967
The birds are gonna be singin'
The bells are gonna chime
The sun is goin' to shine
Before this heart of mine
Baby ain't that fine
Baby ain't that fine
Baby ain't that fine
Baby ain't that fine
Hey, la la la
Baby ain't that fine
Baby ain't that fine
I get a little bitty tingle up and down my spine
My head gets dizzy every time you say you're mine.
You are gonna be my baby
I'm a-gonna be your guy
We're gonna cook some lovin'
It's a-gonna sizzle and fry
Baby ain't that fine
Baby ain't that fine.
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