Miss Jones, you think he's still a tot
But I can assure you that he's not
So, let's not fuss, let's let him be
Your baby boy to you, but a man to me
He never lies, he never cheats
Oh Miss Jones how'd you get him so sweet?
He's always kind, he never hurts
He'd never think of ever making us blue
He can be your baby
He can be your baby
He can be your baby
But understand, he's my man
He'll never have another mother quite like you
And he'll never have a lover
Who could love him any more than I do
He thinks you're great, so do I
We can share him for the rest of our lives
He can be our baby
He can be our baby
He can be our baby
Now let's shake hands
He can be our man
Oh, miss Jones, I'm sorry I --
Miss Jones, you're crying..
Is it something I've said?
Miss Jones, Miss Jones..
She's dead
