Madam Bucks was quite deluxe Servants by the score Footmen at every door Butlers and maids galore
But one day Dan, her kitchen man Gave in his notice, he's through She cried, "Oh Dan, don't go It'll grieve me if you do"
And he said: You love my cabbage, gravy, my hash Crazy 'bout my succotash You can't do without your kitchen man
You're wild about my turnip top You like the way I warm your chop You can't do without your kitchen man
Anybody else can leave And you would only laugh It don't mean that much to me And you ain't heard the half
My jelly roll is really nice and hot It never fail to touch the spot You can't do without your kitchen man
Oh, my frankfurter is nice and sweet How you like my sausage meat You can't do without your kitchen man
How about the way I open clam No one else can touch your ham You can't do without your kitchen man
When you eat my doughnuts All you leave is the hole Any time you say so I can use your sugar bowl
My baloney's really worth a try Never fails to satisfy You can't do without your kitchen manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
