Tongue-Tied Baby
Last night I had a date with a tongue-tied baby,
Who confessed she so loved me.
 Last night I had a date with a tongue-tied baby,
Who confessed she so loved me.
 She said, "Doodie, my grandmother will be out of sight,
Oh Honey Bunch, I'm all alone at home tonight."
I was so glad, that I lay back on the bed,
 And in that same tongue-tied language, that baby said:
chorus: Your ding baby's dying, get up!
Me grandma is coming, it's twelve o'clock!
 It's twenty-five to twelve, please get up!
 Me grandma is coming, it's twelve o'clock!
I asked her, "Darling, why should you be afraid?"
She said, "No use you trying to, Ivader"
She said, "Dee, you ought to have a little sympathy,
Remember you got female family."
I rack my brain, and the I remember,
She had a right to respect her grandmother,
I talk and talk and try to make that mopsy fall,
But in that same tongue-tied language, that baby's voice:
I threw my arms around the lady's shoulder,
She said, "I really love you, Invader"
 So there and then we both started in to caress.
She said, "I'm quite willing to grant your request,
But you are a regular boy friend of mine,
My grandmother is expected any time."
I wasn't dressed, I wasn't dressed as I lay on the bed,
In tongue-tied language that baby said:
 As a Trinidadian I used up my diplomacy,
Telling her about the matrimony.
She said, "Dee, you know that I will always consent,
At any moment to accept your engagement,
But I don't think it would be looking right,
For my grandmother to come and catch you here tonight.
 I heard her knocking and her grandmother she call,
 And in that same tongue-tied language that baby bawl: