Feet Up Lyrics
[Chorus:]
Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh Ha-ha!
Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh
Ain't seen a babe like this before
He's so good-looking, gonna have some more
Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh
Ha- ha now I've been known to gamble, take a little drink
Then there's the night I had a fight and landed in the clink
But now my rooting tooting days are done
Gotta be the man that he thinks I am 'cause I love my son
Ha ha I knew a lot of women when I was on the go
They'd stand in line to drink my wine and help me spend my dough
But my wife Rosie ain't that kind
Got her to thank for a buck in the bank 'n' this kid of mine
I'm gonna do some bragging up and down the town
I'm walking into joints anew and passing news around
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That me and Rosie got a son
Though he's just been born, gonna buy him a horn, a baseball, and drum
He he's as tiny as a peanut yet I do declare
Some day he'll look at me and say, "Hey, how you doing down there?"
He'll be good-hearted like his Ma
But I bet he'll be a lady-killer just like his Pa
