Tiny Tim — Nobody Else Can Love Me Like My Old Tomato Can

Women always flirt with Pat and pinch him on the cheek He makes a bigger hit with them than any living chic And gee, I've got a million girls, but I just pass them by I never even tip my hat, and here's the reason why I love my old tomato, my old tomato Because nobody else can love me like my old tomato can Her cornbeef and her cabbage are way above the average And I'm proud to be her man You can have your Sallys, and your Mary Janes But none of them compare with my old ball and chain I love my old tomato, my old tomato Because nobody else can love me like my old tomato can I get matched up everyday and the secret, I'll tell you From showgirls in the music box and in the follies, too And gee they walk a million miles by little smiles and see I never even tip that hat, and here's the reason why I love my old tomato, my old tomato Because nobody else can love me like my old tomato can Her cornbeef and her cabbage are way above the average And I'm proud to be her man When she tries to crown me with a rolling pin I never even holler, all I do is grin I love my old tomato, my old tomato Because nobody else can love me like my old tomato can Take it, boys You can have your Sallys, and your Mary Janes But none of them compare with my old ball and chain I love my old tomato, my old tomato Because nobody else can love me like my old tomato can My old tomato, my old tomato Because nobody else can love me like my old tomato can