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
C *
Yes, your feet's too big
Don't want you 'cause your feet's too big
Can't use you 'cause your feet's too big
I really hate you 'cause your feet's too big
Lah-dee-doo-dah,
Nah-dah-nah-dah
Where'd 'ya get 'em?
Nah-dee-ah-dah
Your girl she likes you, she thinks you're nice
Got what it takes to be in paradise
She said likes your face, she likes your rig
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Oh, your feet's too big
Don't want you 'cause your feet's too big
Mad at you 'cause your feet's too big
I hate you 'cause your feet's too big
Instrumental Interlude
My Goodness! Gun the gunboats!
Ship, ship, ship!
Oh your pedal extremities are colossal
To me, you look just like a fossil
You got me walkin', talkin' and squawkin'
'Cause your feet's too big, yeah
Come on and walk that thing
Oh, I've never heard of such walkin', mercy
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