BABY DRIVER Words & music by Paul Simon 1969 |D | My daddy was the family bassman | | My mamma was an engineer | | And I was born one dark gray morn |G | With music coming in my ears |D | In my ears. |G | They call me Baby Driver | | And once upon a pair of wheels |D | Hit the road and I'm gone ah D Db Am B7 What's my number |Em | I wonder how your engine feels. | Ba ba ba ba D | Scoot down the road Db Am B7 What's my number |Em7 A7 |D | | | I wonder how your engine feels. |D | My daddy was a prominent frogman | | My mamma's in the Naval reserve | | When I was young I carried a gun |G | But I never got the chance to serve |D | I did not serve. |G | They call me Baby Driver | | And once upon a pair of wheels |D | Hit the road and I'm gone ah D Db Am B7 What's my number |Em | I wonder how your engine feels. | Ba ba ba ba D | Scoot down the road Db Am B7 What's my number |Em7 A7 |D | | | I wonder how your engine feels. |D | My daddy get a big promotion | | My mamma's got a raise in pay | | There's no-one home, we're all alone |G | Oh come into my room and play |D | Yes we can play. |G | I'm not talking about your pigtails | | But talking 'bout your sex appeal |D | Hit the road and I'm gone ah D Db Am B7 What's my number |Em | I wonder how your engine feels. | Ba ba ba ba D | Scoot down the road Db Am B7 What's my number |Em7 A7 |D | | | I wonder how your engine feels.