I like bread and butter, I like toast and jam, That's what my baby feeds me, I'm her loving man. (Chorus:) He likes bread and butter, he likes toast and jam, That's what his baby feeds him, he's her loving man. She don't cook mashed potatoes, she don't cook T-bone steaks, Don't feed me peanut butter, she knows that I can't take. Chorus Got home early one morning, much to my surprise, She was eating chicken and dumplings with some other guy. No more bread and butter, no more toast and jam, I found my baby eating with some other man.