| I like cake and no mistake
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| But baby, if you insist
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| I’ll cut out cake just for your sake
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| Baby, come on, knock me a kiss
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| I like pie, hope to die but get a load of this
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| When you get high, doggone the pie
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| Come on baby, knock me a kiss
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| When you press your sweet lips to mine
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| Then it’s understood, oh baby
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| Tastes like candy, brandy and wine
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| Peaches, bananas and everything good
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| I like jam, ain’t no flim flam
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| Scratch that off of my list
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| This ain’t no jam, the jam can scram
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| Come on, baby, knock me a kiss
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| When you press your sweet lips to mine
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| Then it’s understood, oh baby
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| Tastes like candy, brandy and wine
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| Peaches, bananas and everything good
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| I like jam, ain’t no flim flam
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| Scratch that off of my list
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| This ain’t no jam, the jam can scram
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| Come on, baby, knock me a kiss |