Baby-O

Baby-O You I dig Like-a the most Ooh, really big Love the shape Of your brow Love your ooh Love your ah, love your wow Baby-O Tell me true Could you go For me too? Cross your heart If it's so That you're my Hope to die baby-O Baby-O You won't quit Like I mean This is it Love your mad Swingin' pad You know what You're a nut and I'm glad Ah baby-O May I fly In a plane Through the sky? Writing words Just to show That you're my Ten mile high baby-O Baby-O Sugarplum You are so Yummy yum Plus to wit And whereas Tres Jolie E.T.C. And all o' that jazz Ah, baby-O There are laws So I wrote To old Santa Claus Under my Mistletoe Just for one, please leave one Baby-O O-baby, O-baby Baby-O Nobody honey, yeah --- Baby-O - Dean Martin