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Fats Waller
Fats Waller
Фортепиано
Fats Waller and His Rhythm
Fats Waller and His Rhythm
Исполнитель
Gene Sedric
Gene Sedric
Кларнет
Cedric Wallace
Cedric Wallace
Бас
Slick Jones
Slick Jones
Барабаны
John Hamilton
John Hamilton
Труба
John Smith
John Smith
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Ada Benson
Ada Benson
Тексты песен
Fred Fisher
Fred Fisher
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Barry Feldman
Barry Feldman
Продюсер переиздания
Chick Crumpacker
Chick Crumpacker
Продюсер

Слова

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 ankle up, I'll 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 your feet's too big
Where'd you get 'em?
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 array
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 knows, do one?
Written by: Ada Benson, Fred Fisher
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