Button Nose

You got those two mini blues and twenty cute fingers and toes But what'd I mean I saw you one beautiful button nose You're gonna lose that fine black hair, a little later on more grows But that's not a fool who's here to stay, talk about your button nose Some noses are famous for their size and shape and slope Cyrano, Pinocchio, Durante and Bob Hope Whoa, all night woes I got nothin' doin' That's just the way it goes You're the winner by a mile You're the winner by a nose You say you got your mother's mouth - that's correct, that's repose But I can see a little a trace of me in your crazy little button nose It's plain as the nose upon my face, that's the way genetics go Your brothers and sisters are not that big, the funky little button nose Oh, baby you look like old man Winston Churchill, so they have said But baby, your proboscis is your naked every way (?) Whoa, batten down the hatches, boy, look out, thar she blows Gettin' revenge and that's one cute button nose When it flares and twitches or just sits there in repose Baby, you look good to you, your lovely little button nose Whoa, yeah Button nose, whoa Yeah, your lovely little button nose You could not call it Roman, no, aquiline it's not But it smells and breathes, itches and sneezes, sure it's gonna run a lot I wanna sing and celebrate in song, poetry, and prose What's smack dab in the middle of your face that's your beautiful button nose Your features all are perfect and they're lovely, Heaven knows But the feature that's my favorite is your pretty little button nose Yeah, the feature that's my favorite is your pretty little button nose