Angeline - Original - Cab Calloway and His Orchestra

Well I’m work shy, I’m wild-eyed

So shut that door when the baby cries

And keep me well fed, give me warm bread

Lay my body on a feather bed

And spoil me, Angeline

Get to work when the whistle screams, Angeline

Maybe someday, some way

Somewhere in the future there’s more pay

Give me more cash, bring me sour mash

Peel me a grape and fetch my stash

And bite me, Angeline

Let me use you like a sex machine, Angeline

You’ve got to swing that hammer, punch that card

Angeline I love you when you work so hard

Swing that hammer and sew my jeans

Angeline just loves it when I treat her mean

Well I talk tough, I act rough

Lay still honey I can’t get enough

And keep your nose clean, let me be

On your knees when you speak to me

And trust me, Angeline

And talk real dirty and I’ll make you scream Angeline