Lyrics by Eddy Bishai
& Brian Egge
Brian and Elizabeth they always get along
And so I've been commissioned now to write a simple song
Mr. Egge didn't beg, he won the highest bid
He knew just what he wanted, he is quite a clever kid
The opera and a bottle of champagne for Mrs. Barrett
And maybe someday soon there'll be a ring (he hopes she'll wear it)
A simple little song for you allow me now to share it
The words themselves they came from Brian's heart:
Snow Babies, Hawkeyes
Swimming and skiing
Under partly cloudy skies
These are things I know my baby really likes
But there's something else I've come to realize
Trading Spaces, Billy Joel
Mr. Bean and don't forget Beethoven
I'm just hopin' I'm included on that scroll
Of the things my baby likes
I want to be on her favorite list
When I'm away I want to know that I am missed
When I return I want to be embraced and kissed
By Elizabeth
Brian Egge, Jesus Christ
They do not belong to "Things my baby likes"
There's a special place for them engraved upon her heart
For the "Ones my baby really loves"
Well there are things my baby likes,
But I'm the one my baby loves. (repeat)
I'm the one my baby loves.
