My Sweet Hunk O’ Trash

Louis Armstrong & Billie Holiday - Pop, USA
My Sweet Hunk O’ Trash
2 Plays
Duration: 3:57
Lyrics
[Verse 1: Billie Holiday & Louis Armstrong] You don't add up too much Ain't got that glamour touch You're trifling lazy Ain't worth a cigarette ash Look out there, mamma, look out there You carry me too fast, watch it, baby You're just my good for nothing My sweet hunk o' trash My, my, how you sound [Verse 2: Billie Holiday & Louis Armstrong] You're very short on looks Dumb, when it comes to books Look out, baby, watch it, honey And you stay full of corn Just like succotash Well, what you want me to do in my idle moments? You're just a good for nothing But my sweet hunk o' trash Let me get a word in there, honey, you running your mouth [Verse 3: Louis Armstrong & Billie Holiday] You said I've worried you for years I'm just a barfly mooching beers While you sweat over a hot stove slinging hash Worked my fingers right down to the elbows Yes, I may be good for nothing But I'm still your sweet hunk o' trash First to admit it, baby [Verse 4: Louis Armstrong] You said I spread my love all around And with the chicks all over town But, how can I when you keep me broke So I can't spend no cash? Yes, I may be good for nothing But I'm still your sweet hunk o' trash [Verse 5: Billie Holiday & Louis Armstrong] Listen hear, Pops You know you lie about your youth I don't lie, baby I'm just careless with the truth, that's all How careless can you be? I don't know With all young chicks, you try to make a flash Now, baby, it ain't like that, no But you're still my good for nothing My sweet hunk o' trash [Verse 6: Billie Holiday & Louis Armstrong] Now, when you stay out very late It sure makes me mad to wait How come, baby? 'Cause, you come home too tired To raise just one eyelash Watch it, baby, watch it You're just good for nothing But you're my sweet hunk o' trash Yes, indeed!
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Credits
- Writers
- Flournoy Miller
- James Price Johnson