Call Me By a Little Pet Name

One of my long range dreams/goals is to write songs for a musical about relationships. Today, I thought I’d share the lyrics to one of the first songs I wrote. My goal was to write a song with as many terms of endearment as possible all rolled up into one song. The title of this post is also the title of the song:

I don’t know when or where or why or how he’ll find me.
To be honest, I don’t really give a hoot.
For the way my darling comes, well, that don’t mind me.
Don’t need violins or trumpets or a lute.
See, I’ve never been picky or tricky.
I’m a pretty agreeable dame.
All I ask of my handsome prince charming,
Is please, darling, please,
Call me by a little pet name.

I’ll be your cutie-pie, your huggy-bear,
Your baby, or your sweetie.
And if you like cartoons, I’ll be your Betty Boop,
Your Batgirl, or your Tweety.

If your day’s been long and hard,
Your belly’s empty and you’re hungry,
I’ve got just the recipe.
‘Cause I could be your little lollypop,
Your cream puff, or your pumpkin,
Or your loving honey bee.
And if you still want more,
I’ll create a smorgasbord of your favorite tasty delights.
And I could be your cocoanilla-sugar-cinammon-twist
Until we turn out the lights.

I’ll be your doodle bug, your tigress,
Or your puppy, or your kitten.
And if it’s cold outside, I’ll keep you warm at night,
And you could call me “mitten”.

If you happen to be foreign and you want to stay a lifetime,
And you need a card that’s green.
Well, I could be your Tuscan Bella or your Russian Ballerina,
Or your Spanish Valentin…a.

I’ll be your sunshine in the summer,
And your snowflake in the winter,
And your buttercup in the spring.
And in the autumn when the leaves,
Are falling from the trees,
You and I will fall…
Fall in love!