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Frankie Lymon and the Teenagers – Baby Baby

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Introduction

“Baby, Baby” by Frankie Lymon & the Teenagers is a delightful gem from the golden age of doo-wop. Released in November 1956 as the B-side to “I’m Not a Juvenile Delinquent,” this upbeat track quickly captured hearts, especially in the UK, where it climbed to number four on the Singles Chart.

The song showcases Frankie Lymon’s youthful exuberance and the Teenagers’ harmonious backing, creating an infectious energy that’s hard to resist. Its catchy melody and playful lyrics make it a timeless piece that still brings joy to listeners today.

Adding to its charm, “Baby, Baby” was featured in the 1956 film “Rock, Rock, Rock!” marking the group’s film debut.

This appearance not only highlighted their musical talent but also cemented their influence in the burgeoning rock and roll scene.

Listening to “Baby, Baby” feels like a joyful journey back to the 1950s, capturing the essence of young love and the spirited rhythms that defined an era.

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Lyrics

Baby-baby, how I want you
Baby-baby, how I need you
Baby-baby, you’re the only one, two, three, four
Baby-baby, how I miss you
Baby-baby, long to kiss you
Baby-baby, say you want me, two, three, four, five
You’re my favourite number, all that counts is you
I’m so glad it’s you I want
I’m so glad you want me too
Baby-baby, want to bring you
Baby-baby, a wedding ring too
Baby-baby, soon will be three, four, five, six
Stop!
Baby-baby, when I’m near you
Baby-baby, I go right to
Baby-baby, heaven number seven, eight, nine, ten
Baby-baby, in your arms dear
Baby-baby, all your charms dear
Baby-baby, I appreciate nine, ten, eleven
You’re my favourite number, all that counts is you
I’m so glad it’s you I want
I’m so glad you want me too
Baby-baby, hold me tight dear
Baby-baby, with all your might dear
Baby-baby, till the clcok strikes nine, ten, eleven, twelve
Go home!
That’s all, bye-bye

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