Fats Waller His Rhythm & His Orchestra
All That Meat and No Potatoes
A man works hard then comes on home,Expects to find stew with that fine ham bone.He opens the door, then start to lookin',Says, Woman, what's this stuff you're cookin'?All that meat and no potatoesJust ain't right, like green tomatoes.Here I'm waiting, palpitatin',For all that meat and no potatoes.All that meat and no potatoesAll that food to the alligators, yes.Hold me steady. I am readyFor all that meat and no potatoes.I don't think that peas are bad.With meat most anything goes.I look into the pot. I'm fit to fight'Cause, woman, you know that mess ain't right.All that meat and no potatoesJust ain't right, like green tomatoes.Woman, I'm steamin'. I'm really screamin'All that meat and no potatoes.Where is my fry and ham bone? Where is it?
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