Pretty Baby (From "Young Man with a Horn") - Harry James, Doris Day

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 worthwhile

You’re just as sweet as you can be

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

Everybody loves a baby that’s why I’m in love with you

Pretty baby, pretty baby

And I’d 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