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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ruthie Henshall
Ruthie Henshall
Vocals
C. Shirvell
C. Shirvell
Speaker
Chicago Ensemble (1996)
Chicago Ensemble (1996)
Vocals
Henry Goodman
Henry Goodman
Speaker
Nigel Planer
Nigel Planer
Speaker
Meg Johnson
Meg Johnson
Speaker
Chicago Orchestra (1996)
Chicago Orchestra (1996)
Performer
Gareth Valentine
Gareth Valentine
Conductor
Walter Bobbie
Walter Bobbie
Conductor
Tom Wakeley
Tom Wakeley
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Kander
John Kander
Composer
Fred Ebb
Fred Ebb
Lyrics
Bob Fosse
Bob Fosse
Book
Michael Gibson
Michael Gibson
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Z. Shepard
Thomas Z. Shepard
Producer
Mary Jo Little
Mary Jo Little
Additional Producer
Mike Ross-Trevor
Mike Ross-Trevor
Recording Engineer
Dave Clarke
Dave Clarke
Assistant Engineer
Simon Changer
Simon Changer
Assistant Engineer
Jason Westbrook
Jason Westbrook
Assistant Engineer
Rob Bowman
Rob Bowman
Additional Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Me and my baby, my baby and me
We're about as happy as babies can be
What if I find that I'm caught in a storm?
I don't care my baby's there
And baby's bound to keep me warm
[Verse 2]
We're sticking together and ain't we got fun
So much together, you'd count us as one
Tell old man worry to go climb a tree
'Cause I got my baby, my sweet little baby
Look at my baby and me
[Verse 3]
I don't see how you can possibly delay the trial another second
Mr. Flynn, my readers wouldn't stand for it
To have her baby born in jail
I can assure you, she'll come to trial at the earliest possible moment
And you can quote me on that
Hey everybody, I'm the father, I'm the father
[Verse 4]
Look at my baby, my baby and me
A dream of a duo, now don't you agree?
Why keep it mom when there's nothing to hide
And what I feel I must reveal is more than I can keep inside
[Verse 5]
Let me assure you it won't go away
I can assure you it grows everyday
I was a one once but now I'm a we
'Cause I got my baby, my sweet little baby
Look at my baby and me
[Verse 6]
I think it's sweet, first time we ever had one of our girls knocked up
I've got it and it's brilliant, I'm gonna get Ima's to divorce ya
That way all the sympathy will go to you and not him
You'll be the poor little deserted mother to be
And that crumb is running out on ya
That's my kid, that's my kid
[Verse 7]
Look at my baby, my baby and me
Facing the world optimistically
Nothing can stop us so nobody try
'Cause baby's rough and full of stuff
And incidentally, so am I
[Verse 8]
Get out of our way, folks and give us some room
Watch how we bubble and blossom and bloom
Life was a prison but we got the key
Me and my baby, my dear little baby
My cute little baby, my sweet little baby
My fat little baby, my soft little baby
My pink little baby, my bomb little baby
Look at my baby and me
Written by: Bob Fosse, Fred Ebb, John Kander
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