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}