Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Your Feet's Too Big

Who's that walkin' round here, Mercy!
Sounds like baby patter, baby elephant patter that's 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 ankle up, I'll say you sure are sweet
From there down there's just too much feet
Yes, your feet's too big
Don't want ya, cause ya feet's too big
Can't use ya, cause ya feet's too big
I really hate ya, cause ya feet's too big

(Join in choir)
"Doo wahs etc." (How's that for a vocal, ain't that a killer?)

Where did ya get 'em?

Your girl she likes you, she thinks you're nice
Got what it takes to be in paradise
She likes your face,
She likes your rig,
Man, oh man, them things are too big

Oh, Your feet's too big
Don't want 'cha, cause ya feet's too big
Mad at you, cause your feet's too big
I hate you, cause your feet's too big

My goodness gun the gunboats,
shift shift shift

Oh your pedal extremities are colossal
To me you look just like a fossil
Got me walkin', talkin' and squakin'
Cause your feets too big
Yeah, Come on and walk that thing
Oh I've never heard of such walkin', Mercy
Your pedal extremities really are obnoxious,
one never knows do one.

--Fats Waller Version of Lyrics
(Bensen - Fisher -The Four Inkspots)

All the question marks are places where the original lyric listener just couldn't figure out the word. I'm REALLY bad at deciphering lyrics, and these were super easy. Whoever that person was, s/he needs to get a word of the day calendar or something.

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