Cut Off My Legs And Call Me Shorty

Cut Off My Legs And Call Me Shorty - Louis Armstrong and His Orchestra

Written by：Don Raye/Van Alexander

Come around the stand

Near the band

The boys and I are glad you came

Now let's see who I know

I'll bet dough

That I can tell you all by name

Well hello that Jack

When did you get back

I thought they buried you out in Hackensack

Say look here Jack

You can jump for an oldie

Well shave off my hair and call me baldy

Shucks there's old aunt Kate

She's a solid gate

I never thought that chick would be out so late

Now look here aunt Kate

Are you trying to be naughty

Well cut off my legs and call me shorty

Yep and that's old Jake

Well for goodness sake

Well what you doin' here at this old clambake

Now you got your food's lazy

You're here for a quickie

Well flatten my head and call me icky

Well now starch my shirt if it ain't old Gert

Come on babe bend my ear and let me have the dirt

Now you said you had twins

Since the last time you seen us

Well chop off my arms and call me Venus