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Well, Madam Bucks was quite deluxe;
Servants by the score,
Footman at each 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".

She said,'I love his cabbage, gravy, his hash,
I've got to have a meal
Some of that succertash,
I can't do without my kitchen man!

Wild about his turnip top,
Like the way he warms my chop,
I can't do without my kitchen man!

Well, anybody else could leave
And I would only laugh,
But you know, that man means so much to me,
And you ain't heard the half!

Oh, his jelly roll is so nice and hot,
Never fails to test the spot,
I can't do without my kitchen man!

Oh, how that boy can open clams,
No-one else can catch my hams,
I can't do without my kitchen man!

When I eat his doughnuts,
All I leave is the hole!
Any time that man wants to,
Why, he can use my sugar bowl!

Oh, his baloney's really worth a try,
Never fails to satisfy,
I can't do without my kitchen man!

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