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I don't like cake I don't like pie I don't like sweets and I'll tell you why Cause Little baby loves shortenin' shortenin' Mama's little baby loves shortenin' bread Mama's little baby loves shortenin' shortenin' Mama's little baby loves shortenin' bread If you want my love, you'd better see that I'm well fed Hell, you've got a recipe that can't be beat Honey, you've got a recipe that can't be beat When you start to cooking, oh it's such a treat Mama's little baby loves shortenin' shortenin' Mama's little baby loves shortenin' bread Mama's little baby loves shortenin' shortenin' Mama's little baby loves shortenin' bread If you want my love, you'd better see that I'm well fed Oh, you rock me baby, every time you roll that dough You rock me baby every time you roll that dough Oh, mix it up good, get out of your skillet, and Go! Go! Go! Go! I don't like wheat I don't like rye I don't like white and I'll tell you why Cause Mama's little baby loves shortenin' shortenin' Mama's little baby loves shortenin' bread Mama's little baby loves shortenin' shortenin' Mama's little baby loves shortenin' bread If you want my love, you'd better see that I'm well fed When you roll that dough, my heart goes flippity-flop When you roll that dough, my heart goes flippity-flop If you want my love, you better keep the loving hot! (Oh yeah) Cause Mama's little baby loves shortenin' shortenin' Mama's little baby loves shortenin' bread Mama's little baby loves shortenin' shortenin' Mama's little baby loves shortenin' bread If you want my love, you'd better see that I'm well fed
Writer(s): Freddy Morgan, Ed Brandt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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