Bread And Butter

Stampa   |   Correggere

He likes bread and butter
He likes toast and jam
That's what his baby feeds him
And he's a lovin' man

Well, I like bread and butter
I like toast and jam
That's what baby feeds me
I'm a lovin' man

He likes bread and butter
He likes toast and jam
That's what his baby feeds him
And he's a lovin' man

Well, she don't make mashed potatoes
She don't cook T-bone steak
She don't feed me peanut butter
She knows that I could take

He likes bread and butter
He likes toast and jam
That's what his baby feeds him
And he's a lovin' man

Well, I came home early one mornin'
And much to my surprise
She was eatin' chicken McNuggets
With some other guy

No more bread and butter
No more toast and jam
He found his baby eatin'
With another man

No, no, no, no more bread and butter
No more toast and jam
I found my baby eatin'
With some other man

No, no, no, no more bread and butter
No, no, no, no more toast and jam
No, no, no, he found his baby eatin'
With some other man

No, no, no, no more bread and butter
No, no, no, no more toast and jam
No, no, no, he found his baby eatin'
With another man

No, no, no, no more bread and butter
No, no, no, no more toast and jam, oh, no, no
No, no, no, he found his baby eatin'
With another man






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