Your Feet's Too Big Composer(s): Ada Benson; Fred Fisher Performer(s): Fats Waller; and various other artists
Spoken: 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 ankles up, I 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 your feet's too big! Can't use ya 'cause your feet's too big! I really hate ya 'cause your feet's too big! Yeah!
Lah-dee-doo-dah Nah-dah-nah-dah Where d'ya get 'em? Nah-dee-ah-dah
Your girl, she likes ya, she thinks you're nice Got what it takes to be in paradise She said she likes your face, she likes your rig But, man, oh, man, them things are too big
Oh, your feet's too big Don't want ya 'cause your feet's too big! Mad at ya 'cause your feet's too big I hate ya 'cause your feet's too big
Spoken: My goodness, gun the gunboats! Shift! Shift! Shift!
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
Spoken: Come on and walk that thing Oh, I never heard o' such walkin', Mercy! You know your pedal extremities really are obnoxious One never knows, do one?
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