Gee it's great after being out late, Walking my baby back home. Arm in arm over meadow and farm, Walking my baby back home. We go along harmonizing a song, Or I'm reciting a poem. Owls go by and they give me the eye, Walking my baby back home. We stop for a while, she gives me a smile, And snuggles her head to my chest. We start in to pet, and that's when I get Her powder all over my vest. After I kind of straighten my tie, She has to borrow my comb. One kiss then we continue again, Walking my baby back home. She's afraid of the dark So I had to park outside of her door till it's light She says if I try to kiss her she'll cry I dry her tears all through the night Hand in hand to a barbecue stand Right from her doorway we roam Eat and then it's a pleasure again Walking my baby, talking my baby Loving my baby, I don't mean maybe Walking my baby back home