My Baby

My baby puts her hairspray on

With a lit cigarette in her mouth

Takes her fingernail polish off

Speedin' down some rural route

Got a carburetor so leaned out

I think she's burnin' Pam

I'm the son of a locker salesman

She calls me her lover man

Don't you talk about my

Don't you talk about my

Don't you talk about my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, my

Don't you talk about my

Don't you talk about my

Don't you talk about my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby

She once trained a horse to do cartwheels

Put a coyote in a sleeper hold

Her heart's been pierced by love repeatedly

But her mind is magnetic and bold

All she ever got outta women's college

Was some kind of fifth degree

Seems she couldn't keep her skirts

Far enough down below her knee

Don't you talk about my

Don't you talk about my

Don't you talk about my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, my

Don't you talk about my

Don't you talk about my

Don't you talk about my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby

When that Sun comes up

She'll be deadheadin' all alone

She's been up all night

Just tryin' to beat that red guy home

She brings me coffee in her careless panties

Hickory cane and an old straw hat

Fringe velcro'd to a buckskin jacket

Cause daddy never let her leave the house lookin' like that

She's so beautiful it hurts my feelings

I think she's been around once or twice

A thousand years of hearts she's been stealin'

I'm happy to pay love's sacrifice

Don't you talk about my

Don't you talk about my

Don't you talk about my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, my