I Like Bananas (Because They Have No Bones)

We don't like to whistle
Can't blow saxaphones
We like bananas, because they have no bones

(My time boys?)
(Your time, Gabey, yes sir)
(Here goes..)
I stood by the fruit store on the corner
Just to watch a funny lookin' man
And this is what he said; I heard every word
And I'll tell you, so you understand

"I don't like your peaches, they are full of stones
I like bananas, because they have no bones
Don't give me tomatoes, can't stand ice cream cones
I like bananas, because they have no bones
No matter where I go, with Susie, May or Anna
I want the world to know, I must have my banana"

"Cabbages and onions hurt my singing tones
I like bananas, because they have no bones"

(Alright Gabey, let's go!)

[Instrumental break]
(OK, now let's play!)
[Instrumental break continues]

We like bananas, because they have no bones