Knock Me A Kiss - B.B. King

I like cake, no mistake but baby if you insist

I’ll cut out the cake just for your sake

Baby, c’mon and knock me a kiss

I like pie, I hope to die, just to get a load of this

When you get high, doggone the pie

Baby, c’mon and knock me a kiss

When you pressed your little lips to mine

That was then I understood

They taste like candy, brandy and wine

Peaches, bananas and everything good

I love jam and no film flam, scratch that off my list

This ain’t no jam, the jam can scram

Baby, c’mon and knock me a kiss

When you pressed your sweet little lips to mine

That was then I understood

They taste like candy, brandy and wine

Peaches, bananas and everything good

I like cars and big cigars but baby they won’t be missed

If everyday I hear you say, baby, c’mon and knock me a kiss

Baby, c’mon and knock me a kiss