Baby, What You Want Me To Do (Take 1 - Second 'Sit-Down' Show - Live) Lyrics

(Oh, take it over)
(Alright)
(Let tambourine play)
(All walking, baby)
(Open up, uh)
(I'll get it, I'll get it)
(Alright)

We're goin' up, we're goin' down
We're goin' up, down, down, up
Any way you wanna let it roll
Yeah, yeah, yeah

You got me doin' what you want me
Oh, baby, what you want me to do?
You got me peepin' you got me hidin'
You got me peep, hide, hide, peep
Any way you wanna let it roll
Yeah, yeah, yeah

You got me doin' what you want me
Oh, baby, what you want me to do?

We're goin' up, we're goin' down
We're goin' up, down, down, up
Any way you wanna let it roll
Yeah, yeah, yeah

You got me doin' what you want me
Oh, baby, what you want me to do?
Oh

(Thank you) (You are not supposed to do this) (And you are not supposed to read that)
(I know I'm not supposed to, but I know what I'm doing it otherwise I got news for ya, uh)
(Ladies and gentlemen, this is supposed to be an informal, haha)
(Uh, it's supposed to be an informal thing, it's says here, uh)
(Uh, "Elvis supposed to talk about his first record...")
("And when he met this guys for the first time and things started happening, and...")
("And a bit about touching hands with body... touching body with hands", excuse me)
(Yeah, uh, and it's eleven shown, shooting from the waist down, and, uh...)
(And, uh... anyway, uh)