My Sweet Hunk O’ Trash (Duet With Billie Holiday) (Digitally Remastered)

My Sweet Hunk O' Trash(Duet With Billie Holiday) (Digitally Remastered) - Louis Armstrong (路易斯·阿姆斯特朗)

Written by：FLOURNOY E MILLER/JAMES P.JOHNSON

You don't act up too much

Ain't got that glamour touch

You're trifling lazy

Ain't worth a cigarette ash

Look out here mamma

Look out here

You carry me too fast

Watch it baby

You're just my good for nothin'

My sweet hunk o' trash

My my how you sound

You're very short on looks

Yeah yeah yeah

Dumb when it comes to books

Look out baby watch it honey

And you stay full of corn just like succotash

What you want me to do in my idle moments

You're just a good for nothin'

But my sweet hunk o' trash

Let me get a word in there honey

You running your mouth

You said I've worried you for years

I'm just a barfly moochin' beers

While you sweat over a hot stove slinging hash

Work my fingers right down to the elbows

Yes I may be good for nothin'

But I'm still your sweet hunk o' trash

First to admit it baby

You said I spread my love all around

And with the chicks all over town

But how can I when you keep me broke

So I can't spend no cash

Yes I may be good for nothin'

But I'm still your sweet hunk o' trash

Listen here pops

You know you lie about your youth

I don't lie baby

I'm just careless with the truth that's all

How careless can you be

Oh no

With all your chicks

You try to make a flash

Now baby it ain't like that no

But you're still my good for nothin'

My sweet hunk o' trash

Now when you stay out very late

It sure makes me mad to wait

How come baby

'Cause you come home too tired

To raise just one eyelash

Watch it baby watch it

You're just good for nothin'

But you're my sweet hunk o' trash

Yes indeed