More songs by The Black Keys
Description
The sweetness here flows thickly, like condensed milk in a glass of coffee. Every word is like cotton candy at a fair: it sticks to your fingers, but you can't tear yourself away.
At the center is that very “babygirl,” transformed into an angel amid the storm and, as a reward, more precious than gold. Everything around is painted in shades of peach and cream, where even everyday trifles - a glance, a word, a gesture - become treasures.
The song sounds like a naive confession that is not afraid to be excessive. And it is precisely in this excessiveness that its charm lies: sometimes love really is like a song written with a glitter marker.
Director: Brad Strickman
Producer: Shane Strickman
Production company: Black Balloon
Lyrics and translation
Original
Babygirl, you came along and then you opened my eyes
Babygirl, you make me stronger than I realize
I like the things you wear
I like the way you stare
When you’re lost in a daydream
You got a special way
I like the things you say
They sound like peaches and cream
I’m so glad I found you
I just wanna put my arms around you
Tell you you’re my Babygirl
You’re my, You’re my, you’re my
Babygirl, you’re like and angel in a raging storm
Babygirl, you’re everything that I’ve been praying for
Now that I’ve got you here, I’m gonna keep you near
There ain’t no living without you
You’re all I wanna hold, Worth more than me than gold
you’re what it all comes to, oh
I’m so glad I found you
I just wanna put my arms around you
To tell you you’re my Babygirl
You’re my, You’re my, you’re my
Babygirl
I like the things you wear
I like the way you stare
When you’re lost in a daydream
You got a special way
I like the things you say
They sound like peaches and cream