B.A.B.Y. Carla Thomas Writers: Hayes/Porter Baby, ooh baby I love to call you baby Baby, oh oh baby I love for you to call me baby When you squeeze me real tight You make wrong things right And I can't stop loving you And I won't stop calling you Baby, oh baby You look so good to me baby Baby, ooh baby You are so good to me baby Just one look in your eye And my temperature goes skyhigh I live for you and can't help it You know I really don't want to help it B.A.B.Y. baby B.A.B.Y. baby Whenever the sun don't shine You go out to light my hind Then I get real close to you And your sweet kisses see me through I said baby, ooh baby You look so good to me baby Baby, ooh baby How I love for you to call me baby When you squeeze me real tight You know you make wrong things right And I can't stop loving you And I won't stop calling you B.A.B.Y. baby...