George Gershwin
Embraceable You
Embrace me, you sweet embraceable you
Embrace me, you irreplaceable you
Just one look at you, my heart grew tipsy in me
You and you alone bring out the gypsy in me
I love all the many charms about you
Above all, I want my arms about you
Don't be a naughty baby, come to mama, come to mama, do
My sweet embraceable you
I love all the many charms about you
But, above all, I want my arms about you
Don't be a naughty baby, come to mama, come to mama, do
My sweet embraceable you