Listen to My Sweet Hunk O' Trash (feat. Sy Oliver and His Orchestra) by Louis Armstrong & Billie Holiday

My Sweet Hunk O' Trash (feat. Sy Oliver and His Orchestra)

Louis Armstrong & Billie Holiday

Jazz

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Louis Armstrong - Sy Oliver - My Sweet Hunk O' Trash

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Louis Armstrong

Louis Armstrong

Vocals

Billie Holiday

Lead Vocals

Sy Oliver and His Orchestra

Sy Oliver and His Orchestra

Orchestra

Sy Oliver

Music Director

Everett Barksdale

Everett Barksdale

Guitar

Bernie Privin

Trumpet

Art Drellinger

Tenor Saxophone

Billy Kyle

Piano

Jimmy Crawford

Drums

Joe Benjamin

Bass

Johnny Mince

Alto Saxophone

Pat Nizza

Tenor Saxophone

Sid Cooper

Alto Saxophone

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Flourney E. Miller

Flourney E. Miller

Composer

James P. Johnson

James P. Johnson

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Milt Gabler

Producer

Lyrics

You don't add up too much

Ain't got that glamour touch

You're trifling lazy

Ain't worth a cigarette ash

Look out there, mamma, look out there

You carry me too fast, watch it, baby

You're just my good for nothing

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

And you stay full of corn

Just like succotash

Well, what you want me to do in my idle moments?

You're just a good for nothing

But my sweet hunk o' trash

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 mooching beers

While you sweat over a hot stove slinging hash

Worked my fingers right down to the elbows

Yes, I may be good for nothing

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 nothing

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

How careless can you be?

I don't know

With all young chicks, you try to make a flash

Now, baby, it ain't like that, no

But you're still my good for nothing

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 nothing

But you're my sweet hunk o' trash

Yes, indeed!

Written by: Flourney E. Miller, James P. Johnson

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