Well, here comes my baby She's dressed all so cute She looks a little crazy In her Hollywood shoes When baby loves driving In my hot brand new car She thinks less than flying Is not fast enough When you turn upside down Life ain't too much fun I want her to cry But the tears wouldn't come Well, here comes my baby She's the one I adore She's a lucky lady Born in a Gucci store With gold cards in motion And the platinum too She jets across the ocean A little faster than you But when it rains in Zimbabwe Life ain't too much fun I want her to cry But the tears wouldn't come I want her to cry But the tears wouldn't come Every night without you I miss to have you by my side I miss to have you by my side So I keep waiting I keep waiting I swear I never let you go again Well, here comes my baby With her Brad Pitt look-a-like Right through immigration Straight out of my life Where it seems friendly skies Are pretty good fun I want her to cry But the tears wouldn't come I want her to cry I want her to cry I want her to cry But the tears wouldn't come