I walked in, I sat down, Took my customary look around I saw a fine young thing heading straight my way And before I could think of something slick to say She smiled and sat down and said: "Yes, you may"
She was slappin the cakes on me, my friend, Slappin the cakes on me She was slappin' the cakes on me, my friend As any fool could plainly see
She was full of feminine expertise She was on her toes, I was on my knees She was slappin the cakes on me, my friend Slappin the cakes on me.
I was mute. I was mum. I was tryin not to look too dumb I said: I certainly hope you won't misconstrue Perhaps we might have a little drink or two I said, What's your pleasure? She said, Guys like you
She was slappin the cakes on me, my friend, Slappin the cakes on me She was slappin' the cakes on me, my friend As any fool could plainly see
Well she grabbed my leg and gave it a friendly squeeze I said, Hello, sweetheart, she said, No names please! Slappin' the cakes on me, my friend She was slappin' the cakes on me
We walked out hand in hand, exactly as the lady planned Then I moved in with my smoothest line I said, Look here woman, what's your sign? She said, Later for that. Your place or mine?
She was slappin the cakes on me, my friend, Slappin the cakes on me She was slappin' the cakes on me, my friend As any fool could plainly see
She was a ruthless master of cool intrigue She was over my head, I was out of my league She was slappin the cakes on me, my friend Slappin the cakes on me.
Now, to tell you the truth, that's exactly what happened Just the other night when the lady started Slappin the cakes on me, Slappin the cakes on me.
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