Nothin's Too Good For My Baby

Some day I’ll make a plan
I’m gonna tell Superman
That nothing’s too good for my baby
This time when I pick myself up off the floor
Gonna call on the Fantastic Four
Nothin’s too good for my baby
And I hope I haven’t spoken way too soon
She fell in love with the man in the moon
I know I’m right
You see he comes around here every night
And the afternoon’s creeping away
Don’t let the day end' cause
Nothin’s too good for my baby
Next time I sit myself right down beside her
I’m gonna rerun Easy Rider
Cause nothin’s too good for my baby
I wish she’d move her bottom off the barstools
I wish she’d put them shoes on her feet
I wish she’d learn to use the car pools
She could ride a Silver Cloud
Where she once walked the street
Next time I hear them fingers poppin'
I’m gonna quit this table-hoppin'
Nothin’s too good for my baby
One day when we’re sittin' high up on the hill
We’ll be much too rich to kill
Nothin’s too good for my baby
Nothin’s too good…
Nothin’s too good for my baby
Nothin’s too good…
Nothin’s too good for my baby