Closer to the Bone

Closer to the Bone - Luis Prima

Written by：Louis Jones

Closest to the bone

Sweeter is the meat

Last slice of Virginia ham

Is the best that you can eat

Don't talk about my baby

She's slender but she's sweet

Closest to the bone

And sweeter is the meat

Now she'd make a good thermometer

If she drank a glass of wine

She's built just like a garter snake

She climbs up like a vine

My friends tell me I'm a fool

To love a girl like that

Here's the reason I like 'em slim

Instead of big and fat

'Cause closest to the bone

Sweeter is the meat

Last slice of Virginia ham

Is the best that you can eat

Now don't talk about my baby

She's slender but she's sweet

Umm closest to the bone

And sweeter is the meat

Let's go

Yeah let's go yeah boy

Attaboy

One more one more

One more one more

Yeah boy

In the moonlight

Yeah closest to the bone yeah

Ahh look out now

Now she'd make a first class fountain pen

If she only knew how to write

Her figure's like a piece of string

Umm she rolls up every night

Everybody thinks that I'm a nut

To love this lovely worm

Boy there's one reason I like 'em slim

Instead of round and firm

'Cause closest to the bone

Sweeter is the meat

Last slice of Virginia ham

Is the best that you can eat

Now don'cha talk about my baby

She's slender but she's sweet umm

Closest to the bone

Umm sweet I got another one now

Listen here

Umm she'd make a fine piccolo

If she only stayed on key

Boy she's shaped like a rubber band

And she loves to snap at me

Everybody thinks I'm insane

To overlook her faults

But here's the reason I like 'em skinny

Instead of full of schmaltz

'Cause closest to the bone

Sweeter is the meat

Last slice of Virginia ham

Is the best that you can eat

Don't talk about my baby

She's slender but she's sweet

And it's closest to the bone

And sweeter is the meat