My baby, he don't talk sweet
He ain't got much to say
But he loves me, loves me, loves me
I know that he loves me anyway
And maybe he don't dress fine
But I don't really mind
'Cuz every time he pulls me near
I just wanna cheer:
[Chorus:]
Let's hear it for the boy
Oh, let's give the boy a hand
Let's hear it for my baby
You gotta understand
Maybe he's no romeo
But he's my loving one man show
Let's hear it for the boy!
My baby may not be rich
He's watching every dime
But he loves me, loves me, loves me,
We always have a real good time
And maybe he sings off key
But that's all right by me
'Cuz what he does, he does so well
Makes me wanna yell:
[Chorus:]
Maybe he's no Casanova
But still his kisses knock me 'ova
Oh he don't score at bowlaramma
Still you gotta thank his momma
Whoa whoa ohh ohh ohh
Lets hear it for the boy...