You Better Believe It Baby lyrics

Fats Waller Version of Lyrics:

Who`s that walkin` round here, Mercy
Sounds like baby patter, baby elephant patter thats 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 look sweet
From there down there`s just too much feet
Yes, your feets too big
Don`t want ya, cause ya feets too big
Can`t use ya, cause ya feets too big
I really hate ya, cause ya feets too big