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(From Rosetta LP 1311)
Woom dum dum... (a bad attempt at transcribing scat singing...) I've had men, all the sizes Had 'em tall and lean Had 'em short, had 'em flabby Had 'em in between I'm an all round mama I'm an all round mama I'm an all round mama, with an all round mind Once I had a big fat man Big as he could be But I left my big fat man He slept too close to me I met a man, he was a jockey Did the things he should Always ready, that's the reason He could ride so good I'm an all round mama I'm an all round mama I'm an all round mama, with an all round mind Had a boy, young and tender Treated me so fine Never had nothing else but That thing on my mind I met a man, in the gin mill We drank gin so fast Took me home, I remember I said "oh my yas" Woom dum... (scat chorus) I met a man, was a butler When he spoke I ran Was too mannish for a woman Too girlish for a man Saw a man, good old sweetbag, Said that I should know He didn't do any lovin' 'Less he get some dough All round mama I'm an all round mama I'm an all round mama, with an all round mind Met a man, down in Georgia Brought his meals to bed Liked my feet, and my cabbage Wild about my bread Had a man, gave my money Left him way last Fall When he said: can I get it I said: Baby take it all I'm an all round mama I'm an all round mama I'm an all round mama, with an all round mind
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