I feel like spreading butter
And he likes toast and jam
That's what his baby feeds him
He's a loving man

(Well I like spreading butter)
(I like toast and jam)
(That's what baby feeds me)
(I'm a loving man)

I feel like spreading butter
And he likes toast and jam
That's what his baby feeds him
And he's a loving man

(Well she looks like mashed potatoes)
(She don't cook t-bone steak)
(She don't feed me peanut butter)
(She knows that I could take)

He likes bread and butter
He likes toast and jam
That's what his baby feeds him
And he's a loving man

{Well I came home early one mornin'}
{And much to my surprise}
{She was eatin' chicken mcnuggets}
{With some other guy}

No more bread and butter
No more toast and jam
He found his baby eatin'
With another man

(A no, no, no more bread and butter)
(No more toast and jam)
(I found my baby eatin')
(With some other man)

(No, no, no)
No more bread and butter
(No, no, no)
No more toast and jam
(No, no, no)
He found his baby eatin'
With some other man
(No, no, no)
No more bread and butter
(No, no, no)
No more toast and jam
(No, no, no)
He found his baby eatin'
With another man
(No, no, no)
No more bread and butter
(No, no, no)
No more toast and jam
(No, no ,no)(No, no, no)
He found his baby eatin'
With another man

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Writer(s): Jay Turnbow, Larry Parks