I'm just gonna let the rhythm come on in I'm not gonna question its origin I'm just gonna let the rhythm wipe my sin awe yeah And I'm gonna think about it every night Music is my baby and I hold her tight And I'm gonna sing with her till I feel right awe yeah Oh she's my baby Oh she's my bread Oh makes me crazy Oh keeps me fed I could say I need her but she don't need me I can taste the freedom and it's damn near free Push me through my pain and shrink my agony awe yeah And I'm gonna think about her every night Music is my baby and I hold her tight And I'm gonna sing with her till I feel right awe yeah Oh she's my baby Oh she's my bread Oh makes me crazy Oh keeps me fed Oh she's my baby Oh she's my bread Oh makes me crazy Oh keeps me fed I'm just gonna let the rhythm come on in I'm not gonna question its origin I'm just gonna let the rhythm wipe my sin awe yeah