Nellie Lutcher - Fine Brown Frame lyrics

Oh, he's got a fine brown frame I wonder what could be his name He looks good to me, and all I can see Is his fine brown frame How long have you been around Mister when did you hit this big town I wanna scream 'cos I've never seen Such a fine brown frame All that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make him king on my throne Don't be a square, why don't you come over here Together we would really be gold Woh-ooh! he's got a fine brown frame I wonder what could be his name He is solid with me, and all I can see Is his fine brown frame Be be be be beep He's got such a fine brown frame I wonder what could be his name He looks good to me, and all I can see Is his fine brown frame How long have you been around Mister when did you hit this big town I wanna scream, aahhhh, 'cos I've never seen Such a fine brown frame All that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make him king on my throne Don't be a square, why don't you come over here Together we would really be gone Ooohh, he's such a fine brown frame Honey won't you tell me your name He is solid with me and all I can see Is his fine brown frame Now Robert Taylor, Robert Young, Ameche and Gable Are all as fine as mountain sable You may not be cla**ed with the elite And you may not be hip to that jive-like foot, an' all reet Oh-woh-woh-woh baby you, you look like Hercules done up in bronze And I know I'm a clown whenever you're around Because I'm crazy 'bout, mad about, wild about Your fine brown frame