yakety yak blah blah blah blah
yakety yak blah blah blah blah
that’s all i hear all day
yakety yak blah blah blah blah
la la la la la la
when i come home from work
with a big smile and feeling gay
suspiciously my wife says
hey where you been all day
i says well i’ve been workin’
what’s a matter
can a guy be happy
once in a time
but when i come home tired and disgusted
she says sure i see
outside you have a good time
and home you come to cry to me
repeat
i’m not gonna yakety yak
repeat
you know some morning
when i go off to work
i got my old shirt my old suit
and everything
she says gibberish
what’s a matter
why don’t you change yourself
and make yourself presentable
what people gonna think of me
that you go
i says well i’m a little bit eh
sigh
but the morning when i shave
and i put my new suit you know
like a nice little
then she starts to get a little jealous
hey looky man who you gonna see today
who you gonna meet today
then the yakety yak
repeat
some night if i tell her
yawn you know i’m a little tire
i’m a gonna go to bed early
she says sure gibberish
that’s all you do
just sleep eat and work work
eat and sleep
well i says eh you know eh
but when she wants go to bed
you know and i want to stay up
read the paper
or maybe watch a little bit of the television
she from the bedroom you should hear the squealing
woah come on to bed what’s the matter
you’re consuming too much of the
the bill is too high too small
come on warm up my feet
yakety yak
yakety yak blah blah blah blah
yakety yak blah blah blah blah
that’s all i hear all day
yakety yak blah blah blah blah
Artist: Nicola Paone
Year: 1959
Decade: 50s
Language: en
Word Count: 199