Supremes - Oh My Poor Baby lyrics

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(Gloria Jones/Pam Sawyer)

Poor baby, poor baby, ooh

Poor baby, poor baby, ooh

You must be in jail or lying in a big truck

You wouldn't hurt me or mess me up

Said you'd be here two weeks ago

Don't mind the lateness,

But admit it's a little bit slow

Oh, my poor baby

Oh, my poor baby

Where is my baby?

Oh, my poor baby

Just called up your family

They don't know, they're worried just like me

Somebody said they saw someone like you

Checking in a motel with a pretty girl, too

Oh, my poor baby

Oh, my poor baby

Someone help my baby

Oh, my poor baby

Ooh, mm-hmm

Is he alright?

Poor baby (Poor baby)

Gotta find that man (Gotta find that man)

I just called up your family undertaker

You're too good for me

You must have been called by our maker

But I was wrong, I know you're still alive (Whoo!)

You must been lying in a ditch on Highway Number 5

Hey!

Oh, my poor baby

Oh, my poor baby

Got to find my baby

Oh, my poor baby (Ohhh-owwww!)

Where can I find my baby? (Alright)

Hey, ooh, gotta find that man (Gotta find that man)

Yeah, gotta get that man

(Gonna find that man, gotta find that man)

Ooh, where is that man?

(Gotta find him, where is that man?)

Yeah, come on back home

(Gotta find him, gotta get that man)

Ooh, where can I find that man?

Thanks to Keith (34airflow) for correcting these lyrics