.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 say you sure are sweet,
From there down, there's jus.
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