Up in Harlem at a table for two There were four of us: me, your big feet and you From your ankles up, you sure look sweet, But from there down, there's just too much feet Your feet's too big Don't want you 'cause your feet's too big Can't use you 'cause your feet's too big I hate you 'cause your feet's too big Wah dee doo dah Rah nah nah nyow Where d'ya get them Oh now, you know I like you, I think you're nice You got the stuff to take a girl to paradise I like your face, I love your rig But oh baby, those things are too big Your feet's too big Don't want you 'cause your feet's too big I can't use you, they're just too big Mad at you, 'cause your feet's too something Now when you go and die, no-one's gonna sob The undertaker's gonna have quite a job You're gonna look funny, when they lay you in the casket Oh look at those feet, stickin' up out the basket 'Cause your feet's too big Don't want you 'cause your feet's too big I can't use you 'cause your feet's too big Just hate you 'cause your feet's too big Yeah your feet's too big This is a song about your feet now baby 'Cause they're just too big And you know what they say about big feet don't you? Big shoes