PETOUTIE PIE
(Frank Paparelli /
 Raymond Leveen /
 Lorenzo Pack

as recorded by
Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Jordan
October 8th 1945


Petoutie pie, petoutie pie,
You're my petoutie, sugar fruity, dreamy pie.
I crave and cram your special jam,
Mmm, you under-rated, solid dated, superman!

And every gal who passes
Just looks and hollers "Ooh!",
Like flies caught in molasses,
They all get stuck on you!

Petoutie pie, petoutie pie,
You're such a tasty hunk o' pastry, me oh my!
Gotta light the oven,
Gonna cook a dish o' lovin',
So kiss me, oh my, petootie pie!

(scat)
You're my my my, petoutie pie!

We'll count to seven,
(Count, one two three four five six seven)
Then steal away to heaven,
(Come on darlin', let's go)
So kiss me, aaah, and kiss me,
(What, again?)
Mmm, so kiss me, oh my, petootie pie.
(You're my petootie pie)
Mmmmmm.




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - May 2017)