'Cause nothing's too good for my baby,
For my baby, sugar baby.
I said, nothing's too good for my baby,
'Cause my baby's so good and kind to me.
When he holds me in his arms,
Oh those big and brawny arms,
My happy heart goes right up to the sky.
He makes me think of pretty things
Maybe even wear that wedding ring
And if it was for him, I'd learn to bake a pie
And just for you I'd hit you in your eye.
And just for you I'd like to see you try.
And just for you I'd learn to bake a pie.