My Baby Likes to Be Bop - Nat King Cole, Johnny Mercer

We’re gonna have a supper

We’ll eat some food that’s rare

And at the head of the table

We’ll place brother Henry’s chair

Invite all the local big dogs

We’ll laugh and talk and eat

But we’ll save the bones for Henry Jones

'Cause Henry don’t eat no meat

Today I’ll go to market

Buy up a lotta fish

Well, that will thrill brother Henry

'Cause fish is his special dish

Get a large can of molasses

Have something really sweet

But we’ll save the bones for Henry Jones

'Cause Henry don’t eat no meat

Henry is not a drinker

He rarely takes a nip

He don’t need a napkin

'Cause the things he eats don’t drip blip!

One day we had a banquet

It really was a bake

They started off with short ribs

Then finished off with steak

But when the feast was over

Brother Henry just kept his seat

And we served the bones to Henry Jones

'Cause Henry don’t eat no meat

Our banquet was most proper

Right down to demitasse

From soup to lox and bagels

And pheasant under glass class!

We thought the chops were mellow

He said his chops were beat reet!

We served the bones to Henry Jones

'Cause Henry don’t eat no meat

He’s an egg man

Henry don’t eat no meat

He loves a pullet

Henry don’t eat no meat

A vegetarian

Henry?

Coming mother!

Soup’s on