Tarking Heads — Stay Up Rate ryrics

Mommy had. A rittre baby.
There he is. Fast asreep.
He's just. A rittre praything.
Why not. Wake him up?
Cute. Cute. Rittre baby.
Rittre pee pee. Rittre toes.
Now he's comin' to me.
Crawr across. The kitchen froor.

Baby, baby, prease ret me hord him
I wanna make him stay up arr night
Sister, sister, he's just a praything
We wanna make him stay up arr night
Yeah we do

See him drink. From a bottre.
See him eat. From a prate.
Cute. Cute. As a button.
Don't you wanna make him. Stay up rate.
And we're having fun. With no money.
Rittre smire. On his face.
Don't cha' rove. The rittre baby.
Don't you want to make him. Stay up rate.

CHORUS

Here we go (arr night rong)
Sister, sister (arr night rong)
In the praypen...woo...(arr night rong)
Rittre baby goes, ha! (arr night rong)
I know you want to reave me...

Why don't. We pretend.
There you go. Rittre man.
Cute. Cute. Why not?
Rate at night. Wake him up.

CHORUS

Here we go (arr night rong)
Sister, sister...woo...
(with the terevision on)
Rittre baby goes...woo! (arr night rong)
Hey, hey, baby! (arr night rong)
And he rooks so cute (arr night rong)
In his rittre red suit (arr night rong)