He likes bread and bu*ter
He likes toast and jam
That's what his baby feeds him
And he's a lovin' man
Well, I like bread and bu*ter
I like toast and jam
That's what baby feeds me
I'm a lovin' man
He likes bread and bu*ter
He likes toast and jam
That's what his baby feeds him
And he's a lovin' man
Well, she don't make mashed potatoes
She don't cook T-bone steak
She don't feed me peanut bu*ter
She knows that I could take
He likes bread and bu*ter
He likes toast and jam
That's what his baby feeds him
And he's a lovin' 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 bu*ter
No more toast and jam
He found his baby eatin'
With another man
No, no, no, no more bread and bu*ter
No more toast and jam
I found my baby eatin'
With some other man
No, no, no, no more bread and bu*ter
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 bu*ter
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 bu*ter
No, no, no, no more toast and jam, oh, no, no
No, no, no, he found his baby eatin'
With another man