[Burthen] 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.