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Paul Anka

Walkin' My Baby Back Home

 

Walkin' My Baby Back Home

(album: Paul Anka - 1958)


Gee, but it's great after being out late
Walking my baby back home
Arm-in-arm over meadow and farm
Walking my baby back home

We go along harmonizing a song
Or I'm reciting a poem
The owls go by and they give me the eye
Walking my baby back home

We stop for a while
She gives me a smile
And snuggles her cheek to my chest
We're starting to pet
And that's when I get
Her powder all over my vest

Well, after I kinda straighten my tie
She has to borrow my comb
A kiss and then we continue again
Walking my baby back home

Yeah, gee, but it's great after being out late
Walking my baby back home
Arm-in-arm over meadow and farm
Walking my baby back home

We go along harmonizing a song
Or I'm reciting a poem
The owls go by and they give me the eye
A-walking my baby back home

We stop for a while
She gives me a smile
And snuggles her cheek to my chest
We're starting to pet
And that's when I get
Her powder all over my vest

Oh well, hand-in-hand to a barbecue stand
Right from her doorway we roam
Eats and then it's a pleasure again
Walking my baby back home

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