| Your jelly roll ain’t what it was
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| When I met you back in '31
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| Time was home I’d come
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| And your jellyroll was yum yum yum
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| You used to serve it hot any time of day
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| But now when you serve it, it’s cold as clay
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| I like my jelly, I like my jellyroll
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| But how can I like it when you serve it cold
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| I like that jellyroll, in the morning it is cold
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| I like my jellyroll, in the morning it is cold
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| But it’s been warmer than my toes, it’s froze
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| Well, go and tell me Mama
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| Have you lost your cookbook?
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| On how you bake jellyroll or am I mistook
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| Now ain’t this really the cold sweet potato pie
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| You know that the tongue of the connoisseur don’t lie
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| What’s the matter with this here jelly roll
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| Is the oven broke or out of control
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| I’m losin' sleep and hungry, can’t you see?
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| I do believe you lost your recipe
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| I like that jellyroll, in the morning it is cold
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| I like that jellyroll, in the morning it is cold
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| But it’s much colder than my nose, it’s just froze
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| Well, I’m gonna take you, baby, to the Turkish bath
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| To put some heat in your yas, yas, yas
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| We’ll come on home and start to bake
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| Some of that good juicy, jelly roll cake
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| If that don’t work, I got the fix-it kit comin'
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| Somethin’s probably wrong with your gut plumbin'
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| I hope I can fix it 'cause as you can see
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| Your jelly roll ain’t what it used to be |