The Hot Sardines - Your Feet's Too Big

Up in Harlem at a table for two
There were four of us: Me, your big feet and you
From your ankles up, you sure look sweet
But from there down, there's just too much feet

Your feet's too big
Don't want you 'cause your feet's too big
Can't use you 'cause your feet's too big
I hate you 'cause your feet's too big

(Wah dee doo dah)
(Rah nah nah nyow
(Where d'ya get them)

Oh now, you know I like you, I think you're nice
You got the stuff to take a girl to paradise
I like your face, I love your rig
But oh baby, those things are too big

Your feet's too big
Don't want you 'cause your feet's too big
I can't use you, they're just too big
Mad at you, 'cause your feet's too something

Now when you go and die, no-one's gonna sob
The undertaker's gonna have quite a job
You're gonna look funny, when they lay you in the casket
Oh look at those feet, stickin' up out the basket

'Cause your feet's too big
Don't want you 'cause your feet's too big
I can't use you 'cause your feet's too big
Just hate you 'cause your feet's too big

Yeah your feet's too big
This is a song about your feet now baby
'Cause they're just too big
And you know what they say about big feet don't you?
Big shoes!