Hot Dog

Hot Dog - Cab Calloway & His Orchestra

My baby works in a hot dog stand

A-making them hot dogs as fast as she can

Up steps a cat and yells don't be slow

And get me two hot dogs ready to go

Hot dog she's my baby

Hot dog drives me crazy

Hot dog I don't mean maybe

You oughta see my baby

At the hot dog stand

And in the cool of the evening

When the sun goes down

All the chicks and the cats all gather around

They order hot dogs and red soda pop

Then head down the road to a hep cat hop

Hot dog she's my baby

Hot dog drives me crazy

Hot dog don't mean maybe

You oughta see my baby

At the hot dog stand

Well I'm a-waiting for my baby

Every night at twelve

She closes up the shop and then we lose ourselves

At a hep cat hop in a crazy way

We're a-doin' the bop till the break of day

Hot dog she's my baby

Hot dog drives me crazy

Hot dog I don't mean maybe

You oughta see my baby

At the hot dog stand

Well all the cats have been hangin' around

Trying to get my baby to put me down

She even don't hear she even don't care

Maybe it's the way that I part my hair

Hot dog she's my baby

Hot dog I don't mean maybe

Hot dog drives me crazy

You oughta see my baby

At the hot dog stand