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BABY DOLL (Bessie Smith) Bessie Smith / H Webman 1926 Bessie Smith w Fletcher Henderson (piano) & Joe Smith (trumpet) rec May 4th 1926 New York Honey, there's a funny feelin' round my heart And it's bound to drive your mama wild! It must be somethin' they call the Cuban Doll, It were't you mama's angel child! I went to see the doctor the other day, He said I's as well as well could be! But I said, "Doctor, you don't know Really what's worryin' me!". I wanna be somebody's baby doll, So I can get my lovin' all the time; I wanna be somebody's baby doll To ease my mind. He can be ugly, he can be black, So long as he can "eagle rock" and "ball the jack". I wanna be somebody's baby doll So I'll get my lovin' all the time, I mean, To get my lovin' all the time. Lord, I went to the gypsy To get my fortune told; She say, "You're in luck Bessie, Doggone your bad luck soul!". I wanna be somebody's baby doll So I can get my lovin' all the time, I mean, To get my lovin' all the time. (Contributed by Peter Akers - July 2009)

    


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