I got a brand new skillet, I got a brand new lead,
All I need is a little woman, just to burn my bread
I'm tellin' you baby, I sure ain't gonna deny,
Let me put my banana in your fruit basket, then I'll be satisfied

Now, I got the washboard, my baby got the tub,
We gonna put 'em together, gonna rub, rub, rub
And I'm tellin' you baby, I sure ain't gonna deny,
Let me put my banana in your fruit basket, then I'll be satisfied

Mmm, gonna let my banana spoil now,
Mama, gonna let my banana spoil, now
I can see the way you carryin' on,
You don't want my banana no how

Now I got the dasher, my baby got the churn,
We gonna churn, churn, churn until the butter come
Then I'm tellin' you baby, I sure ain't gonna deny,
Let me put my banana in your fruit basket, then I'll be satisfied

Now my baby's got the cloth, and I got the needle,
we gonna stitch, stitch, stitch, 'til we both will feel it
Then I'm tellin' you baby, I sure ain't gonna deny,
Let me put my banana in your fruit basket, then I'll be satisfied

Mmm, gonna let my banana ruin, now,
Mmm, gonna let my banana ruin, now
I can see the way you carryin' on,
You don't want my banana no how

Now my baby's got the meat, and I got the knife,
I'm gonna do her cuttin', this bound to solve my life
And I'm tellin' you baby, I sure ain't gonna deny,
Let me put my banana in your fruit basket, then I'll be satisfied

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Writer(s): BO CARTER