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