Ella Fitzgerald
You Couldn’t Be Cuter
Your poise, your pose
That cute fantastic nose
You're mighty like a knockout
You're mighty like a rose
I'm sold, I'm hooked
The well-known goose is cooked
You got me, little fella
I'm sunk, I'm gone, I'm hooked

You couldn't be cuter
Plus that
You couldn't be smarter
Plus that
Intelligent face
You have a disgraceful charm
For me
You couldn't be keener
You look so fresh from the cleaner
You are the little grand slam
I'll bring to my family

My ma will show you an album of me that'll bore you to tears
And you'll attract all the relatives we have dodged for years and years

And what'll they tell me?
Exactly, what'll they tell me
They'll say you couldn't be nicer
Couldn't be sweeter
Couldn't be better
Couldn't be smoother
Couldn't be cuter, baby, than you are
My ma will show you an album of me that'll bore you to tears
And you'll attract all the relatives we have dodged for years and years

And what'll they tell me?
Exactly, what'll they tell me
They'll say you couldn't be nicer
Couldn't be sweeter
Couldn't be better
Couldn't be smoother
Couldn't be cuter, baby, than you are