You got the kind of face that I can't resist
You got the kind of lips that ought to be kissed
You got that funny little look, Baby, in your eye
Ooh, wee, Baby, I just want to die
You bug me, Baby
When we go riding in the pale moonlight
All I want to do, is hold you tight
You whisper come, come close to me
Ooh, wee, Baby, I'm in ecstasy
You bug me, Baby
The other night when I kissed your lips
My head was spinning, and my heart did flips
And you looked at me and you wrinkled your nose
Ooh, wee, Baby, you curled my toes
You bug me, Baby
When we go dating, at a drive-in show,
The picture, playing, we never know
You're close to me and I'm close to you
Ooh, wee, Baby, is that lipstick new?
You bug me, Baby.
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