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, never answers ‘No’
He just ‘yes -ses’ you to death
And as he take your dough he tells you;
Yes we have no bananas we have no bananas today
We’ve broad beans like bunions cabbahges and honions
And all kinds of fruit and say,
We have an old fashioned tomahto a nice Jersey potahto
But yes we have no bananas
We have no bananas today
Yep...you beat me by a few...what in the world is this one leading to...it’s just silly.