Hello, Dear Ones!
I thought I would share with you a dinner party Mr. Precious and I had the other night. I didn't set the table in Fallness because it has been just a little too hot for me so I set the table to look happy and cool.
(He likes toast and jam)
(That's what his baby feeds him)
(He's her loving man)
[Verse 1]
Well, I like bread and butter
I like toast and jam
That's what my baby feeds me
I'm her loving man
(He likes bread and butter)
(He likes toast and jam)
(That's what his baby feeds him)
(He's her loving man)
Well, she don't cook mashed potatoes
She don't cook T-bone steaks
She don't feed me peanut butter
She knows that I can't take
(He likes bread and butter)
(He likes toast and jam)
(That's what his baby feeds him)
(He's her loving man)
She was eating chicken and dumplings
With some other guy
(No more bread and butter)
(No more toast and jam)
(Found his baby eating)
(With some other man)
No, no, no, no more bread and butter
No more toast and jam
I found my baby eating
With some other man
No, no, no, no (No more bread and butter)
No, no, no, no (No more toast and jam)
No, no, no, no (No more bread and butter)
No, no, no, no (No more toast and jam)o, no, no, no (No more bread and butter)







