I'd Rather Call You Sweetheart
("I'd
Rather Call You Baby"
by Seymour-Lawnhurst, as sung by Fats Waller)
filked by
Susan Zahn
I
could call you domineering,
devastating,
intoxicating,
but
I'd rather call you Sweetheart.
I know you rue
the crazy names; it's true
but when I'm near you
my
vocabulary becomes contrary.
I could call
you so majestic,
quite chaotic,
and sardonic,
but I'd
rather call you Sweetheart.
And if you
please,
I could call you names like these:
So droll and
divine,
splendiferous, super-fine,
but I'd rather call
you mine.
I could call
you consequential,
influential,
and essential.
I'd
rather call you Sweetheart.
But if it's
true
words mean something to you,
(and if they do, Your
Worship)
I could hand you, Sister,
a big tongue twister.
I could call
you honorific,
ironic,
and terrific.
Ah, but I'd
rather call you Sweetheart.
I'm
not remiss
when I call you names like this:
Pontifical
and sublime.
This spacer fell big time!
I'd rather call
you mine.
