There's a somebody I'm longing to see, I hope that he, turns out to be, someone to watch over me.

S wonderful! 'S marvelous! That you should care for me!

The future of this nation, with the present generation, You must admit is nothing but a joke

The way you wear your hat, The way you sip your tea, The mem'ry of all that -- No, no! They can't take that away from me!

I got rhythm, I got music, I got my man- Who could ask for anything more?

If you'll promise not to cry, Baby, I will kiss you by-and-by—Maybe! Though you're six feet three, You will always be Nothing but a Baby, dear, to me.

Holding hands at midnight 'Neath a starry sky... Nice work if you can get it And you can get it -- if you try.