Bringing Up Baby Lyrics

Swings a tee with John
Takes five baths a day
Bringing up baby
Bringing up baby
Bringing up baby

And the heel falls off her shoe
She says, "Look at me walk, John."
"Look at me walk"

Maybe she will marry the newspaperman
Or the one with the dinosaur missing
Cheekbones you could carve
La la la la la la la la la la la

Swings a tee with John
Takes five baths a day
Bringing up baby
Bringing up baby
Bringing up baby

Thinks storms are lovely weather
She says, "What day is it John?"
"What day is it?"
And they begin

To think of them as one person
Really be dull And Spencer Tracy
Cheekbones you could carve
La la la la la la la la la la la

Swings a tee with John
Takes five baths a day
Bringing up baby
Bringing up baby
Bringing up baby

Maybe if it all disappears it doesn't matter
Maybe if it all disappears it doesn't matter
Maybe if it all disappears it doesn't matter
La la la la la la la la may-ay-ay-ay may-ay-ay-aybe

Swings a tee with John
Takes five baths a day
Bringing up baby
Bringing up baby
Bringing up baby
Bringing up baby
Bringing up baby
Bringing up baby

Katharine Hepburn

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