I Know Your Mother Loves You - Dean Martin

I know your mother loves you

Your father loves you too

But their kind of love is no kind of love

Next to my love for you.

Well, I’m sure you find their kisses most satisfactory

But you’re gonna hiss the very next kiss after one kiss from me

Well, your French poodle is off his noodle never goes out to play

He guards you night and day, that job is mine I say.

I know the cop, the mailman, yes, and the milkman too

Agree that you’re rare and I more than share their view

So tell your father and your mother and your sister and your brother and the

poodle too

That they’ll never ever love you like I do.

Well, your French poodle is off his noodle never goes out to play

He guards you night and day, that job is mine I say

I know the cop, the mailman, yes, and the milkman too

Agree that you’re rare and I more than share their view

So tell your father and your mother

and your sister and your brother and the poodle too

That they’ll never ever love you like I do.