Everybody loves a baby

that’s why I’m in love with you,

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.

Your mother said you were the cutest kid.No wonder, Dearie, that I’m wild about youAnd all the cunning things you said and did.Why, I love to fondly recall.

 

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