Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Angeline, artist - Cab Calloway & His Orchestra. Date of issue: 27.09.2012
Song language: English
Angeline |
| Well I’m work shy, I’m wild-eyed |
| So shut that door when the baby cries |
| And keep me well fed, give me warm bread |
| Lay my body on a feather bed |
| And spoil me, Angeline |
| Get to work when the whistle screams, Angeline |
| Maybe someday, some way |
| Somewhere in the future there’s more pay |
| Give me more cash, bring me sour mash |
| Peel me a grape and fetch my stash |
| And bite me, Angeline |
| Let me use you like a sex machine, Angeline |
| You’ve got to swing that hammer, punch that card |
| Angeline I love you when you work so hard |
| Swing that hammer and sew my jeans |
| Angeline just loves it when I treat her mean |
| Well I talk tough, I act rough |
| Lay still honey I can’t get enough |
| And keep your nose clean, let me be |
| On your knees when you speak to me |
| And trust me, Angeline |
| And talk real dirty and I’ll make you scream Angeline |