Listeners of Los Angeles
This is my jammy jam
It's called, "Be Mine"

All the world can't hold a candle to you
'Cause all the world is in the dark
I'll tell you why I'm so sure
Ooh, I took a shine to you, oh yeah, uh

Now all them ladies can't change your mind
And all them girls won't turn your head
And all them lions in the jungle at night
I don't worry 'bout my baby, don't worry 'bout my baby

Because I know why I don't worry
And why I sing me no sad song
Happy, never sad for long
But don't you call me anything, doll, but your baby, I know

All them girls, woo-hoo, you know, they might wanna rip us apart
If they wanna fight me, they done started messing with the wrong heart
They got another thing coming
Or I'm gon' be a dead woman

Oh, and I would do all that for you
You know I'd do it for you

'Cause all of them girls don't know you like I do
All them girls don't know you like I do
All them ladies don't know you like I do
That's why I call you my baby

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ohh
Baby, tell me alright
Uh, tell me alright
I said, ooh

So I wanna know, would you be mine?
Say you'll be mine
Say, "Brittany, be mine"

So be my, oh
So be my, ooh
So be my baby
Be my baby
Be my baby
Be my baby
Be my baby
Be my babe
Be my baby
Be my baby
Be my baby
Be my baby
Be my baby
Be my baby
Be my, ooh, hey

Say alright
Oh, say alright
Say alright
Oh, say alright
Oh, say alright
Oh, say alright
Oh, baby, say alright
Oh, say alright
Oh, say alright
Baby, say you'll always be mine, ooh