Who's that sittin' in the back yard tree?
Sittin' up pretty for the world to see
And who's that reachin' for the watermelon plate
Smile now, papa, she's your watermelon babe
Sweet red sugar with the green, green rind
Two fisted eatin' and she's one of a kind
Baby's on a roll and she ain't gonna wait
So smile now, papa, she's your watermelon babe
Now you can call her your apple, you can call her your peach
But when that summer watermelon is within her reach
It's the only thing that she's a-gonna crave
So smile now, papa, she's your watermelon babe
Who's givin' papa a great big kiss?
Share that sugar, call it watermelon bliss
She's your party baby, she's your cutie pie
And she knows papa's givin' her his lovin' eyes
And who's that reaching for another taste
Smile now, papa, she's your watermelon babe
Buy her a doll or buy her a pony
Now don't be thinking she'll love you only
Someone's waitin' to take her heart away
But she will always be your watermelon babe
You can call her your apple, you can call her your peach
But when that summer watermelon is within her reach
It's the only thing that she's a-gonna crave
So smile now, papa, she's your watermelon babe
Who's givin' papa a great big kiss?
Share that sugar, call it watermelon bliss
Watermelon, Watermelon Baby...
© 2003 Bronwyn Edwards Cryer
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