A serious love concern delivered with a delightful, jaunty ragtime chorus from New Orleans, 1916.
words by Gus Kahn
music by Tony Jackson & Egbert Van Alstyne
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Lyrics
- You ask me why I’m always teasing you
You hate to have me call you Pretty Baby
I really thought that I was pleasing you
For you’re just a baby to me
Your cunning little dimples and your baby stare
Your baby talk and baby walk and curly hair
Your baby smile makes life worth while
You’re just as sweet as you can be
Chorus
Everybody loves a baby that’s why I’m in love with you
Pretty baby, pretty baby
And I’d like to be your sister, brother, dad and mother, too
Pretty baby, pretty baby
Won’t you come and let me rock you in my cradle of love
And we’ll cuddle all the time
Oh I want a lovin’ baby and it might as well be you
Pretty baby of mine
- Your mother says you were the cutest kid
No wonder, dearie, that I’m wild about you
And all the cunning things you said and did
Why, I love to fondly recall
And just like Peter Pan, it seems you’ll always be
The same sweet, cunning, Little Baby dear to me
And that is why I’m sure that I
Will always love you best of all
Sung here by Fred Feild: