Dean Martin /


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 Swinging pad
You know what you?re a nut and I?m glad

that?s a nice

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
And Tres jolie e.t.c.
And all o that jazz

Baby-o there are laws
So I wrote to old Santa Claus
Under my mistletoe
Just for one, please leave one