My Sweet Hunk O' Trash Lyrics - C'est Si Bon - Louis Armstrong

You don't act up too much 

My sweet hunk o' trash 

My, my how you sound 

You're very short on looks 

Dumb, when it comes to books 

Look out, baby, watch it, honey 

You're just a good for nothin' 

But my sweet hunk o' trash 

And you stay full of corn 

Just like a succotash 

What you want me to do 

In my idle moments 

Let me get a word in there, honey 

You running your mouth 

You said I've worried you for years 

I'm just a barfly moochin' beers 

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While you sweat over 

A hot stove slinging hash 

Work my fingers right down to the elbows 

Yes, I may be good for nothin' 

But I'm still your sweet hunk o' trash 

First to admit it, baby 

You said I spread my love all around 

And with the chicks all over town 

But, how can I when you keep me broke 

So I can't spend no cash 

Yes, I may be good for nothin' 

But I'm still your sweet hunk o' trash 

Listen hear pops 

You know you lie about your youth 

I don't lie, baby 

I'm just careless with the truth, that's all 

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How careless can you be 

Oh, no 

With all your chicks, you try to make a flash 

Now baby, it ain't like that, no 

But you're still my good for nothin' 

My sweet hunk o' trash 

Now when you stay out very late 

It sure makes me mad to wait 

How come, baby? 

'Cause, you come home too tired 

To raise just one eyelash 

Watch it, baby, watch it 

You're just good for nothin' 

But you're my sweet hunk o' trash 

Yes indeed