Who's that walkin' round here, Mercy Sounds like baby patter Baby elephant patter; thats what I calls it
Say up in Harlem at a table for two There were four of us Me, your big feet and you From your ankles up, I'd say you sure are sweet From there down; there's just too much feet Yes, your feets too big Don't want ya, 'cause ya feets too big Can't use ya, 'cause ya feets too big I really hate ya, 'cause ya feets too big
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Where did ya get 'em Your girl, she likes you, she thinks you're nice Got what it takes to be in paradise She said she likes your face She likes your (rig?) Man, oh, man, those things are too big Your feets too big Don't want cha, 'cause ya feets too big Mad at you, 'cause your feets too big I hate you, 'cause your feets too big
My goodness, guns, they're gunboats shiff shiff shiff Oh, your petal extremities are colossal To me you look just like a fossil Got me walkin', talkin' and squarkin' 'Cause your feets too big Yeah, come on and walk that thing Oh, I've never heard of such walkin', mercy
Your petal extremities really are obnoxious One never knows, do one?