Yes, it is said the child resemble Lieutenant Joe
Even it is so, well darling I don't want to know
It is said the child resemble Lieutenant Joe
Even it is so, well honey I don't want to know
I came to you in June, in July we join in matrimony
And in September you made a baby
I do not care who say I'm not the father
Just name him Rupert Grant Jr.
Darling Angeline, everything is fine
As long as it born in my house is mine
Well constantly I've been hearing rumours
From some gossip mongers around the corners
One of my friends had the nerve to tell me
That I'm taking care of somebody else's baby
Is also said my hair is so natty
You are a brunette and it born a blondie
Well darling Angeline, everything is fine
As long as it born in my house is mine
Well I know of a certain club owner
His girlfriend was in love with a popular band leader
And at nights when he go bartending
The girl and the band leader will go romancing
But still he did not mind the talk of the people
Although the baby born playing a base fiddle
He told her "Honey-bunch, everything is fine
As long as it born in my house is mine"
Yes, this is a very serious instant
A man met a girl when she was six months pregnant
That very week they joined in matrimony
And three months after the girl made a baby
But still you know the guy wasn't bothered
They both was white, the baby born colored
He told her "Honey-bunch everything is fine
As long as it born in my house is mine"