Lyrics

I got a brand new skillet I got a brand new lead, All i need is a little woman, just to burn my bread I'm tellin' you baby, i sure ain't gonna deny, Let me put my banana in your fruit basket, then i'll be satisfied Now, i got the washboard, my baby got the tub, We gonna put 'em together, gonna rub, rub, rub And i'm tellin' you baby, i sure ain't gonna deny, Let me put my banana in your fruit basket, then i'll be satisfied Mmmmm, gonna let my banana spoil now, Mama, gonna let my banana spoil, now I can see the way you carryin' on, You don't want my banana no how Now i got the dasher, my baby got the churn We gonna churn, churn, churn until the butter come Then i'm tellin' you baby, i sure ain't gonna deny, Let me put my banana in your fruit basket, then i'll be satisfied Now my baby's got the cloth, and i got the needle, We gonna stitch, stitch, stitch, 'til we both will feel it Then i'm tellin' you baby, i sure ain't gonna deny, Let me put my banana in your fruit basket, then i'll be satisfied Mmmmm, gonna let my banana ruin, now, Mmmmm, gonna let my banana ruin, now I can see the way you carryin' on, You don't want my banana no how Now my baby's got the meat, and i got the knife, I'm gonna do her cuttin', this bound to solve my life And i'm tellin' you baby, i sure ain't gonna deny, Let me put my banana in your fruit basket, then i'll be satisfied
Writer(s): Bo Armenter Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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