Louis Prima — Embraceable You/I Got It Bad And That Aint Good Medley

[Keely Smith] Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you Embrace me, you irreplaceable you [Louis Prima] Baby, just one look at you my heart goes tipsy in me [Smith] You and you alone bring out the gypsy in me [Prima] Oh oh oh oh, I love all, oh oh oh oh Those many, oh oh oh oh Charms about you, oh oh oh oh (Above all, I want my arms about you) Ooh! Don't be a naughty baby [Smith] Oh, why don't you come and get your baby, do (Call for an appointment) My sweet embraceable you Never treats me sweet and gentle, the way he should I got it bad and that ain't good (I got it good and it ain't bad) My poor heart is sentimental, not made of wood (What you think mine's made out of, lasagna?) I got it bad and that ain't good [Prima] And when the weekend's over, baby And Monday rolls around [Smith] My man and I we gin some Embrace some, and send some Lord up above me, please make him love me Ooh, the way he should (I ain't gonna change!) I got it bad and that ain't good