Yes, Sir, That's My Baby
Walter Donaldson 1925/Gus Kahn 1925

Who's that coming down the street?
Who's that looking so petite?
Who's that coming down to meet me here?
Who's that you know who I mean,
sweetest 'who' you've ever seen,
I could tell her miles away from here.
Yes, sir, that's my baby,
no, sir, don't mean 'maybe',
Jes, sir, that's my baby now.
Yes, ma'am, we've decided,
no, ma'am, we won't hide it,
yes, ma'am you're invited now.
By the way, by the way,
when we reach the preacher I'll say,
yes, sir, that's my baby,
no, sir, don't mean 'maybe',
yes, sir, that's my baby now.
yes, sir, that's my baby,
no, sir, don't mean 'maybe',
yes, sir, that's my baby now.
Well, well, 'lookit' that baby,
do tell, don't say 'maybe',
Nell's bells won't she cause same row.
Pretty soon, pretty soon
we will hear that Lohengrin tune,
who for should she be sir,
no ane else but me, sir,
yes, sir, that's my baby now.

Who's the 'who' I rave about?
Who do I feel blue without,
in the winter, summer, spring and fall?
What was I just gonna say,
I forget, but anyway,
here's the most important thing of all.
Yes, sir, that's my baby...