Everybody Loves Louis

[DOT]
Hello, George...
Where did you go, George?
I know you're near, George
I caught your eyes, George
I want your ear, George
I've a surprise, George...

Everybody loves Louis
Louis's simple and kind
Everybody loves Louis
Louis's lovable
Seems we never know, do we
Who we're going to find?
And Louis the baker—
Is not what I had in mind
But...

Louis's really an artist
Louis's cakes are an art
Louis isn't the smartest—
Louis's popular
Everybody loves Louis
Louis bakes from the heart...

The bread, George
I mean the bread, George
And then in bed, George...
I mean he kneads me—
I mean like dough, George...
Hello, George...

Louis's always so pleasant
Louis's always so fair
Louis makes you feel present
Louis's generous
That's the thing about Louis
Louis always is there
Louis's thoughts are not hard to follow
Louis's art is not hard to swallow

Not that Louis's perfection—
That's what makes him ideal
Hardly anything worth objection
Louis drinks a bit
Louis blinks a bit
Louis makes a connection
That's the thing that you feel...

We lose things
And then we choose things
And there are Louis's
And there are Georges—
Well, Louis's
And George

But George has George
And I need someone—
Louis...

Everybody loves Louis
Him as well as his cakes
Everybody loves Louis
Me included, George
Not afraid to be gooey
Louis sells what he makes
Everybody gets along him
That's the trouble
Nothing's wrong with him

Louis has to bake his way
George can only bake his

Louis it is!