When lucky's what I wanna get
I whip out my old lucky set
Of records and you better bet
Bob Wills is still the king
Cause she don't want no rock n roll,
No reggae, rap, or blue eyed soul
My baby loves it when it swings
My baby loves it when it swings
It makes her do all kinds of crazy things
Nothing turns her on like the rose of San Antone
My baby loves it when it swings
We don't need no rocking chair
Me and her make quite a pair
On that love seat hanging in the air
Between two rusty chains
And when the moon and mood are right
She can make it rock all night
My baby loves it when it swings
My baby loves it when it swings
It makes her do all kinds of crazy things
Just out there on the porch swaying back and forth
My baby loves it when it swings
Add it all together
We just keep getting better
Yeah she's a ten and I'm somewhere south of 9
I love her and she knows it
She likes it when I show it
And when I do it works every time
Oh my baby loves it when it swings
It makes her do all kinds of crazy things
It puts her in the mood
And that's the naked truth
Yeah my baby loves it when it swings
Back and forth to and fro
Left and right don't ya know
My baby loves it when it swings
