Deniece Williams

My baby he don't talk sweet,
he ain't got much to say.
But he loves me loves me loves me,
I know that he loves me anyway.

And maybe he don't dress fine,
But I don't really mind.
'Cause every time he pulls me near,
I just want to cheer.

[Chorus]
Let's hear it for the boy
Oh, let's give the boy a hand.
Let's hear it for my baby,
You know you gotta understand.
Oh, maybe he's no Romeo,
But he's my love and one man show.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Let's hear it for the boy.

My baby may not be rich,
He's watchin' every dime.
But he loves me loves me loves me,
We always have a real good time.

And maybe he sings off key,
But that's alright by me, yeah.
'Cause what he does he does so well,
Makes me want to yell.

[Chorus]

'Cause every time he pulls me near,
I just want to cheer.

[Chorus]

(Let's hear it for the boy)
Let's hear it for my man
(Let's hear it for my babe)
Let's hear it my man
(Let's hear it for the boy)
(Let's hear it for my babe)
(Let's hear it for the boy)

Let's hear it for my man
(Let's hear it for my babe)
(Let's hear it for the boy)
Pull yourself together
(Let's hear it for my babe)
(Let's hear it for the boy)

Whoa let's hear it for my boy
(Let's hear it for the boy)
Let's hear it for my man
(Let's hear it for my babe)

Written by PITCHFORD, DEAN / SNOW, TOM
Published by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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