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