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Papas In Bed With His Britches On - Cab Calloway

Written by：Stone

Send for the doctor and hurry quick

'Cause papa's in the bed room seventy six

Don't tell the neighbors what it's all about

You've got to think of all the liquor that knocked him out

Mama mama

Hurry mama hurry

Oh papa's in bed with his britches on

Papa's in bed with his britches on

Sister

Brother

Run and tell poor mother

Oh papa's in bed with his britches on

Papa's in bed with his britches on

Late this morning 'bout half past ten

Old pops come falling in lipstick on his cheek and a knot on his chin

No hat no shoes but a belly full of gin

Uncle

Auntie

He's still got on his hauntie

Oh papa's in bed with his britches on

Papa's in bed with his britches on

Late this morning 'bout five o'clock

Father brought down the entire block

The folks across the hall put the key in the lock

When he sailed in the door he was beat to his socks

Oh papa's in bed with his britches on

Papa's in bed with his britches on