Petootie Pie

Petootie Pie - Ella Fitzgerald/Louis Armstrong (路易斯·阿姆斯特朗)

Petootie Pie Petootie Pie

You're my Petootie sugar fruity dreamy pie

I crave and cram your special jam

You underrated solidated superman

And every gal who passes

Just looks and hollers 'ooh'

Like flies caught in molasses

They all get stuck on you

Petootie Pie Petootie Pie

You're such a tasty hunk of pastry me oh my

Gotta light the oven gonna cook a dish of lovin'

So kiss me oh my Petootie Pie

You're my my my Petootie Pie

We'll count to seven

One two three four five six seven

Then steal away to Heaven

Come on darling let's go

So kiss me ah and kiss me

What again

So kiss me oh my Petootie Pie