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[Chorus:]Feet up, pat him on the po-poLet's hear him laugh Ha-ha!Feet up, pat him on the po-poLet's hear him laughAin't seen a babe like this beforeHe's so good-looking, gonna have some moreFeet up, pat him on the po-poLet's hear him laughHa- ha now I've been known to gamble, take a little drinkThen there's the night I had a fight and landed in the clinkBut now my rooting tooting days are doneGotta be the man that he thinks I am 'cause I love my sonHa ha I knew a lot of women when I was on the goThey'd stand in line to drink my wine and help me spend my doughBut my wife Rosie ain't that kindGot her to thank for a buck in the bank 'n' this kid of mineI'm gonna do some bragging up and down the townI'm walking into joints anew and passing news aroundThat me and Rosie got a sonThough he's just been born, gonna buy him a horn, a baseball, and drumHe he's as tiny as a peanut yet I do declareSome day he'll look at me and say, "Hey, how you doing down there?"He'll be good-hearted like his MaBut I bet he'll be a lady-killer just like his Pa From Letras Mania