my baby I know I make him feel so good he's prostrate on the highest cloud I love to be with him with him I love to be of him I wish to muse aloud and I know what he's thinking I know what he's saying I know what he's doing when he's waking down the street he smiles at all the girls the girls --- they smile at him I fill my baby up I fill him up with so much love he falls in love with them and I know... ...and I feel so fine and I feel so good feel so fine... everything looks beautiful to him especially girls he wants to be with them and if he wants to be with all the girls he meets it's 'cause I make him feel so good and I know... ...and I feel so fine and I feel so good feel so fine...