Your Socks Don’t Match - Fats Waller & His Rhythm

I like the dimple in your chin

I like the tricky way you grin

Still you ain’t no kind of cat

(You know why don’t you?)

Doggone woman, your socks don’t match!

Your teeth have that pearly white

Your lips are sweet, and they pucker right

You’re the kind to lift my latch

But doggone baby your socks don’t match

The shoes you wear, oh they reveal your hose

Seems they’ve both of em are different hues

It seem to be strangers baby

Why don’t you amalgamate and get them things together

I think you should introduce it to yes you gotta do them kind of things

You got the eyes, yes they’re lovely blue

You’re gotta find a pug nose, I’ll go for that too

Though you’re the best of all, yes you’ve the finest of all the batch,

women forget it, skip it

Your socks don’t match

No no your socks don’t match