Petootie Pie

Petootie Pie, Petootie Pie

You're my Petootie, sugar fruity, dreamy pie

I crave and cram your special jam

You underrated, solidated superman



And every gal who passes

Just looks and hollers 'ooh'

Like flies caught in molasses

They all get stuck on you



Petootie Pie, Petootie Pie

You're such a tasty hunk of pastry, me oh my

Gotta light the oven, gonna cook a dish of lovin'

So kiss me, oh my Petootie Pie



You're my, my, my Petootie Pie



We'll count to seven

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven

Then steal away to Heaven

Come on darling, let's go



So kiss me, ah, and kiss me

What, again?

So kiss me, oh my Petootie Pie

You're my Petootie Pie