Bread And Butter

A-he likes bread and butter
A-he likes toast and jam
A-that's what his baby feeds him
A-he's her loving man

Well, I like bread and butter
I like toast and jam
That's what baby feeds me
I'm her loving man

A-he likes bread and butter
A-he likes toast and jam
A-that's what his baby feeds him
A-he's her loving man

Well, she don't cook mashed potatoes
She don't cook t-bone steak
She don't feed me peanut butter
She knows that I can't take

A-he likes bread and butter
A-he likes toast and jam
A-that's what his baby feeds him
A-he's her loving man

Well, I got home early one monday
Much to my surprise
She was eating chicken and dumplings
A-with some other guy

No more bread and butter
A-no more toast and jam
Found his baby eating
A-with some other man

No, no, no, no more bread and butter
A-no more toast and jam
I found my baby eating
A-with some other man

No, no, no, no more bread and butter
No, no, no, no more toast and jam
No, no, no, no more bread and butter
No, no, no, no more ...