Put up, baby face I love your lipstick, baby face, It makes me all shades of red Give me wild while you do to me one, Make me hot when I should be sleeping in my bed I love your big eyes, baby face, They seem to suggest much more than you say I love the mark in your secret place, oow baby face Love is like a peppermint machine, that's green, it's green I love your hair down, baby face, And I can picture ya as you do, oow, with your fingers running through I love ya, baby face, The way you bite your lips, ooo...ow! How 'bout (the) baby face? {repeat 17 times}
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