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Grow, Mrs. Goldfarb

アーティスト:Allan Sherman  アルバム:For Swingin' Livers Only! 

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Grow, Mrs. Goldfarb, fatter, fatter. Pile the potatoes on your platter. Listen to me, 'cause I'm your hubby. I just adore you plump and chubby. I got a letter from the state, Dear. You're gonna need a license plate, Dear. My little elephant joke come true. Chew, Mrs. Goldfarb, chew! There is so much more of you, More to adore of you, 'Cause you're not slender. In your white dress, you're a doll, Big as the Taj Mahal, In all its splendor. When you're in department stores, Don't use revolving doors, You might get stuck, Dear. When you use the telephone, Go in the booth alone, And lots of luck, Dear. You had for breakfast: two pounds bacon, Three dozen eggs, one coffee cake, and Then you had something really awful, Four kippered herrings on a waffle. Nine English muffins, one baked apple,


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