Bread & Butter

Do you like bread and butter?
Do you like toast and jam?
That what baby feeds me
And he's my loving man

Well, I like bread and butter
I like toast and jam
That's what baby feeds me
And he's my loving man

Oh, I feel like bread and butter
I feel like toast and jam
That's what baby feeds me
And he's my loving man

Well he don't cook mashed potatoes
Don't cook t-bone steak
Don't give me peanut butter
He knows what I can take

Oh, I feel like bread and butter
I feel like toast and jam
That's what baby feeds me
He's my loving man

Well, I got home early one Monday
And much to my surprise
He was eating chicken and dumplings
With some other guy

Oh, no more bread and butter
No more toast and jam
'Cause he found his baby
With some other man

No, no, no, no more bread and butter
No more toast and jam
'Cause he found his baby
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
'Cause he found his baby
With some other man