
Talkin' Bout My Baby
By Fatboy Slim
2012
3:44
Official Music Video
Talkin' Bout My Baby by Fatboy Slim
Lyrics & Translation
English
Yeah... yee...
Why don't talk 'bout my baby,
Talkin' 'bout my baby,
When we go walkin' down Bourbon street.
I just can't hardly stand to walk behind her.
She got her red hot pants on,
She got on her yellow high heel sneakers.
She got on her yellow low neck see through blouse without no brazier on.
She's shaking like two big ol' balloons in a huricane.
Oooh
She got on her purple afro wig
She got her hand on her hip, let her backbone slip,
Battin' her eyes
Battin' her eyes
Battin' her eyes
Battin' her eyes
Battin' her eyes and lookin' straight at me. . . yeah, lookin' straight at me.
She's battin' her eyes and lookin' straight at me with that sassy, saucy look on her face.
She said I wanna go out on a picknick with you baby,
Under the big bright yellow sun
[repeat]
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.

Spanish translation of Talkin' Bout My Baby by Fatboy Slim
Talkin' Bout My Baby* (original Fatboy Slim)
Yeah... yee...
Why don't talk 'bout my baby,
Talkin' 'bout my baby,
When we go walkin' down Bourbon street.
I just can't hardly stand to walk behind her.
She got her red hot pants on,
She got on her yellow high heel sneakers.
She got on her yellow low neck see through blouse without no brazier on.
She's shaking like two big ol' balloons in a huricane.
Oooh
She got on her purple afro wig
She got her hand on her hip, let her backbone slip,
Battin' her eyes
Battin' her eyes
Battin' her eyes
Battin' her eyes
Battin' her eyes and lookin' straight at me. . . yeah, lookin' straight at me.
She's battin' her eyes and lookin' straight at me with that sassy, saucy look on her face.
She said I wanna go out on a picknick with you baby,
Under the big bright yellow sun
[repeat]
Talkin' Bout My Baby (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Sí... yee...
¿Por qué no hablamos de mi nena,
Hablando de mi nena,
Cuando caminamos por la calle Bourbon.
Apenas puedo soportar caminar detrás de ella.
Ella lleva sus pantalones rojos calientes puestos,
Ella lleva sus zapatillas amarillas de tacón alto.
Ella lleva su blusa amarilla escotada transparente sin sujetador.
Ella se mueve como dos grandes globos viejos en un huracán.
Oooh
Ella lleva su peluca afro morada
Ella tiene su mano en la cadera, dejando que su espalda se mueva,
Pestañeando sus ojos
Pestañeando sus ojos
Pestañeando sus ojos
Pestañeando sus ojos
Pestañeando sus ojos y mirándome directamente... sí, mirándome directamente.
Ella está pestañeando sus ojos y mirándome directamente con esa mirada atrevida y descarada en su cara.
Ella dijo: "Quiero ir de picnic contigo, nena,"
Bajo el gran sol amarillo brillante
[repetir]
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