ミュージックビデオ

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fats Waller and His Rhythm
Fats Waller and His Rhythm
Piano
John Hamilton
John Hamilton
Trumpet
Gene Sedric
Gene Sedric
Clarinet
John Smith
John Smith
Guitar
Cedric Wallace
Cedric Wallace
Bass
Wilmore "Slick" Jones
Wilmore "Slick" Jones
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ada Benson
Ada Benson
Composer
Fred Fisher
Fred Fisher
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon M. Samuels
Jon M. Samuels
Reissue Producer
Marian M. Conaty
Marian M. Conaty
Mastering Engineer
Paul Brizzi
Paul Brizzi
Engineer

歌詞

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'd say you sure are sweet From there down there's just too much feet Yes, your feet's too big Don't want you, 'cause you feet's too big Can't use you, 'cause you feet's too big I really hate you, 'cause you feet's too big Where did you get them? Your girl she likes you, she thinks you're nice Got what it takes to be in paradise She said likes your face, she likes your rig Man oh man them things are too big Oh, your feet's too big Don't want you, 'cause you feet's too big Mad at you, 'cause your feet's too big I hate you, 'cause your feet's too big My Goodness! Gun the gunboats! Ship, ship, ship 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 Come on and walk that thing Oh, I've never heard of such walkin', mercy Your, your pedal extremities really are obnoxious One never does know do one
Writer(s): Fred Fisher, Ada Benson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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