Ella FitzgeraldKnock Me A Kiss

I like cake, no mistake, but, baby, if you insist I'll cut out the cake just for your sake Baby, come on and knock me a kiss I like pie; I hope to die just to get a load of this When you get high, doggone the pie Baby, come on and knock me a kiss When you pressed your little lips to mine It was then I understood They taste like candy, brandy, and wine Peaches, bananas, and everything good I love jam and no flim flam; scratch that off my list This ain't no jam; the jam can scram Baby, come on and knock me a kiss When you pressed your little lips to mine It was then I understood They taste like candy, brandy, and wine Peaches, bananas, and everything good I like cars and big cigars, but, baby, they won't be missed If everyday I hear you say Baby, come on and knock me a kiss Baby, come on and knock me a kiss
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