Intro
N.C.
Who's that walkin' round here?
Mercy,
F Fm C C7 G7 C
G7 C
Sounds like baby patter
G7 C G7 C
Baby elephant patter, that's what I calls it
Verso 1:
G7
Say, up in Harlem at a table for two
C
There were four of us: me, your big feet, and you
G7
From your ankle up, I'll say you sure are sweet
C*
From there down there's just too much feet
F Fm
Yes, your feet's too big
C
Don't want you 'cause your feet's too big
C7 G7
Can't use you 'cause your feet's too big
C
I really hate you 'cause your feet's too big
Ponte:
C Am7
Lah-dee-doo-dah,
D7 G7
Nah-dah-nah-dah
C Am7
Where'd 'ya get 'em?
D7 G7
Nah-dee-ah-dah
Verso 2:
G7
Your girl she likes you, she thinks you're nice
C
Got what it takes to be in paradise
G7
She said likes your face, she likes your rig
C*
Man, oh man, them things are too big
F Fm
Oh, your feet's too big
C
Don't want you 'cause your feet's too big
C7 G7
Mad at you 'cause your feet's too big
C
I hate you 'cause your feet's too big
Instrumental Interlude
F Fm
C C7
G7
My Goodness! Gun the gunboats!
C
F Fm C
Ship, ship, ship!
C7 G7
C
Verso 3:
F Fm
Oh your pedal extremities are colossal
C
To me, you look just like a fossil
C7 G7
You got me walkin', talkin' and squawkin'
C
'Cause your feet's too big, yeah
F Fm
Come on and walk that thing
C
Oh, I've never heard of such walkin', mercy
C7 G7 C
Outro
N.C.
Your, your pedal extremities really are obnoxious
One never knows, do one?