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Dave Frishberg's Slappin' The Cakes On Me

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Published on May 14, 2009

I walked in, I sat down,
I threw my customary look around.
I saw a fine young thing heading straight my way
Before I could think of something slick to say
She smiled and sat down and said: "Yes, you may"

She was slappin the cakes on me, my friend,
Slappin the cakes on me
Slapping the cakes on me, my friend
As any fool could plainly see

She was full of feminine expertise
She was on her toes, I was on my knees
She was slappin the cakes on me, my friend
Slappin the cakes on me.

I was mute. I was mum. I was tryin not to look too dumb
I said: I certainly hope you wont misconstrue
Perhaps we might have a little drink or two
I said, Whats your pleasure? She said, Guys like you

She was slappin the cakes on me, my friend,
Slappin the cakes on me
Slapping the cakes on me, my friend
As any fool could plainly see

She grabbed my leg and gave a friendly squeeze
I said Hello, sweetheart, she said, No names please!
She was slappin the cakes on me, my friend
Slappin the cakes on me.

We walked out, hand in hand, exactly as the lady planned
Then I moved in with my smoothest line, I said
Look here, woman, whats your sign? She said
Later for that. Your place or mine?

She was slappin the cakes on me, my friend,
Slappin the cakes on me
Slapping the cakes on me, my friend
Slappin the cakes on me

She was a ruthless master of cool intrigue
She was over my head, I was out of my league
She was slappin the cakes on me, my friend
Slappin the cakes on me.

To tell you the truth, thats exactly what happened
Just the other night when the lady started
Slappin the cakes on me,
Slappin the cakes on me.

(-Dave Frishberg)

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