Baby got no sea legs
Baby don't got any legs at all
That girl has all but disappeared
'Cos when the tide turned tail and ran
My baby's all washed out to sea
She's never coming back to me
Baby won't go dancing
Can't pull the crayfish from her hair
Baby needs her vitamins and sleep
Her bed's an oil slick
Can't keep a grip on all her dreams
She's treading water in the deep
Baby got commitments
Baby is the patron saint of sex
And hoovers, baby lotion, broccoli, the river police
She gives her benedictions
They're queuing right around the block
Yeah, my baby gets no peace
Baby's got her sea legs
Walked from La Rochelle to Dungeness
She lost her name along the way
Maybe the catfish got her tongue
'Cos she got nothing much to say
'Cept: Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
The Spanish Amanda - Baby Got No Sea Legs Lyrics
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Baby got no sea legs
Baby don't got any legs at all
That girl has all but disappeared
'Cos when the tide turned tail and ran
My baby's all washed out to sea
She's never coming back to me
Baby won't go dancing
Can't pull the crayfish from her hair
Baby needs her vitamins and sleep
Her bed's an oil slick
Can't keep a grip on all her dreams
She's treading water in the deep
Baby got commitments
Baby is the patron saint of sex
And hoovers, baby lotion, broccoli, the river police
She gives her benedictions
They're queuing right around the block
Yeah, my baby gets no peace
Baby's got her sea legs
Walked from La Rochelle to Dungeness
She lost her name along the way
Maybe the catfish got her tongue
'Cos she got nothing much to say
'Cept: Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
Baby don't got any legs at all
That girl has all but disappeared
'Cos when the tide turned tail and ran
My baby's all washed out to sea
She's never coming back to me
Baby won't go dancing
Can't pull the crayfish from her hair
Baby needs her vitamins and sleep
Her bed's an oil slick
Can't keep a grip on all her dreams
She's treading water in the deep
Baby got commitments
Baby is the patron saint of sex
And hoovers, baby lotion, broccoli, the river police
She gives her benedictions
They're queuing right around the block
Yeah, my baby gets no peace
Baby's got her sea legs
Walked from La Rochelle to Dungeness
She lost her name along the way
Maybe the catfish got her tongue
'Cos she got nothing much to say
'Cept: Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
Chill. Be ill. Enjoy your day
Writer: Huw Darling
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