Baby-O

Baby-O - Dean Martin (迪安·馬丁)

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

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

Baby-O