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.
Oh,
When you ask him anything,
He never answers "no",
He just yesses you to death,
And as he takes your dough he tells you,
"Yes! We Have No Bananas,
We Have no bananas today!
We've string beans,
And Onions,
Cab-bah-ges,
And Scallions,
And all kinds of fruit and say,
We have an old-fashioned to-mah-ato,
Long Island Po-tah-to,
But Yes! We Have No Bananas,
We have no bananas today!"
"Yes! We Have No Bananas,
We Have no bananas today!
We have as-par-ay-gus,
That's good for lum-bay-gus,
And grapefruit that's turning gray,
We have an old-fashioned horseradish,
It's just getting sad-ish,
But Yes! We Have No Bananas,
We have no bananas today!"
Writer(s): Frank Silver, Samuel F Cardon, Irving Cohn
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