A 1935 popular song.
Words by Stanley Adams.
Music by Milton Ager.
Sheet music provided by Laurence Rubenstein:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Talk about your Sweetie Pie
You can rave but so can I
Mine’s the kind that makes a fellow stare
Trying to describe her looks
You’d have me consulting books
You can recognize her anywhere
Chorus
A pair of dimples and a picture hat
That’s baby, my baby
What a load of personality
A pair of dimples and a picture hat
That’s honey so sunny
Full of individuality
She’s got that sweet “What is it?”
That gets you, so to speak
Say, isn’t she exquisite?
An angel must have kissed her cheek
I’m glad to tell you that I’m just like that
With baby, my baby
With her dimples and her picture hat
She’s mine exclusively
- Wait until you see my pet
Say, you ain’t seen nothing yet
Listen, fellers, while I sing her praise
Don’t know words that Webster knew
But I know a word or two
I can sum her up in just one phrase
Sung here by Fred Feild: