My folks and grandparents would sing it like this in the 1960's


I know a little girl, I do
Her name is slew foot
She's chief engineer
at the shirttail laundry
Down by the riverside slew

Her shape is all she has
she's shaped like a soft shell crab
Every night she would tussel
with a feather in her bussel
And I bet by gosh she's bad

Oh! that's where my money goes
to buy my baby clothes
I'd buy her any little thing
to keep her in style
Cuz she's worth her weight in gold
my coal black baby
Say boy's thats where my money goes

She wears my BVD"S
while I stand outside and freeze
Say boys that where my money goes


Then they would berak into thier own rendition of
" Someone's in the kitchen with Dyna"

Oh! thats where my money goes
to buy my baby cloths
I;d but her any little thing
to keep her in style
Cuz, she's worth her weight in gold
my coal black baby
Say boys that's where my money goes