In offices and cubiclesBehind closed doors in buildingsOn sidewalks, in crosswalksSliding down slides in parkletsAt McDonald’s and the marketThey all talk about how our loveCan never baby possibly beI’m gonna scream it from our rooftopScrawl it across the skyWear it on a placard around my neckListen here, talky talky peopleMy baby’s love always gets me highMy baby’s love’s all I need tonightMy baby my baby my babyAll right