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There’s a fruit store on our street
It’s run by a Greek.
And he keeps good things to eat
But you should hear him speak!
When you ask him anything, he never answers «no».
He just «yes"es you to death, and as he takes your dough
He tells you
«Yes, of course we have no bananas
We have no bananas today.
We’ve string beans, and onions
Cabbageses, and scallions,
And all kinds of fruit and say
We have an old fashioned to-mah-to
A Long Island po-tah-to
But yes, we have no bananas.
We have no bananas today.
Business got so good with him, he wrote home today,
«Send me Pete and Nick and Jim; I need help right away.»
When he got them in the store, there was fun, you bet.
Someone asked for «sparrow grass» and then the whole quartet
All answered
«Yes, we have no bananas
We have no bananas today.
Just try those coconuts
Those walnuts and doughnuts
There ain’t many nuts like they.
We’ll sell you two kinds of red herring,
Dark brown, and ball-bearing.
But yes, we have no bananas
We have no bananas today.»
«You gotta th-rumberry pie?»
«Yes, I don’t think we got th-rumberry pies»
«You gotta coconut pies?»
«Yes, I don’t think we got coconut pies»
«Can I have one sip of coffee?»
«We have no coffee»
«Oh, then what do you got?»
«I gotta banana.»
«Oooh, you gotta bananas!»
But we have no bananas today.
Yes, we gotta no banana
No banana
We gotta no banana today.
I sella you no banana.
Hey, Marianna, you gotta no banana?
Why this man, he no believe-a what I say.
Now whatta you want mister?
You wanna buy twelve for a quarter?
No? well, just a oneofadozen?
I’m-a gonna calla my daughter.
Hey, Marianna
You gotta piana
Yes, banana, no No, yes, no bananas today
We gotta no bananas.
Yes, we gotta no bananas today.