Vic Damone - My Baby Loves to Swing

Oh, my baby loves to swing
My baby loves it more than any old thing
Strings, stringin', choir singin'
Ain't flingin', baby

My baby loves to cling close to me
When the band goes, ring-a-ding-ding
No maybe, my baby
Loves to swing

[Bridge]
I'm not partial to doin' the twist
I mean twistin' is off of my list
But when baby says, "Come and get kissed"
You should see me doin' the twist
Just hearin' George Shearing
Starts cheerin', baby

She tunes in on some wailin' guitar
When we're ridin' or parked in a car
When she tells me how happy we are
I sure like that wailin' guitar
No maybe, my baby
Loves, oh, she loves to swing

So it's goodbyе to Carnegie Hall
She likеs Birdland so Birdland's a ball
Like I told you, as you may recall
She loves to swing

[Outro]
This chick is hooked on swing