What's The Matter With Baby

You told me that you loved me

And I believed in you

If you really love me, baby

Why do you treat me like you do?

What's the matter, baby?

Succession makes an awful change

Ever since you hit the number

You sure been acting strange

I don't look like Betty Grable

Goodness knows I don't dress real fine

But I'm cool, calm and collected

And I've been told I'm fine as wine

What's the matter, baby?

Is my lovin' growing stale?

If I ever catch you cheating

That's the day I'm going to jail

I've shared your every heartache

Every burden, I helped you bear

When you needed consolation

I've always been right there

What's the trouble, baby?

You're growing colder everyday

One of these days you're gonna be sorry

You treated your baby this way

You know I love you, baby

Better than I love myself

And it's me you're gonna have

Nobody else

What's your story, baby?

Please, tell me what's wrong with you

If you really love me, baby

Why do you treat me like you do?