Текст песни I Like Bananas (Because They Have No Bones) - Henry Hall

Standing by the fruit store on the corner
Once I heard a customer complain
You never seem to show the fruit we all love so
That's why business hasn't been the same

I don't like your peaches
They are full of stones
I like bananas
Because they have no bones

Don't give me tomatoes
Can't stand ice cream cones
I like bananas
Because they have no bones

No matter where I go
With Susie, May, or Anna
I want the world to know
I must have my banana

Cabbages and onions
Hurt my singing tones
I like bananas
Because they have no bones

Hello, Mr. Durante, this is a surprise!
What are you doing here?

What am I doing here?
You ask me! It's mutiny, that's what it is
I come a million miles, a million of 'em
To see this London people
And this is what I get
It's mortifying, that's what it is
This George fella singing about bananas
Bananas without any bones!
What do you suppose he's referring to?
There's only one banana worth singing about
And that's caught on me, so don't quote me on that
It's mortifying, it's mutiny, it's degrading, that's what it is
Ah, words fail me

Well, don't let it get you, Mr. Durante
Listen to George sing this chorus

Ach, all the famous folksmen
Even the unknown
They like their bananas
'Cause they have nae ony bones

It's everybody's weakness
It might be your ain
Didn't ye like bananas?
'Cause they have nae ony bains

Man, there's something in bananas
That gives you that strange feeling
Naebody can resist them
They are sae appealin'! Hah!

The quintuplets' bairneage, man
Those healthy five Dionnes
They aw eat bananas
'Cause they have nae ony bones!