My Baby Don't Tolerate

A friend of mine, he said to me
"A skinny girl is a misery"
I shook my head because I knew he couldn't be right
But that's when I thought back to just last nightWhen I got home, it was maybe a little late
There was ne'er a crumb or ne'er a plate
There was no martini, no glass of grape
But it was then I sought to contemplateSome things, my baby don't tolerate, no
My baby don't tolerate, no
My baby don't tolerate from meI said, "Hello honey, how have you been?"
She said, "What could you possibly
Have been doin' until half past ten?"
And not bein' completely unsensitive
I could tell my ship had run aground
'Cause when I puckered up, you know she puckered downSome things, my baby don't tolerate, no
My baby don't tolerate, no
My baby don't tolerate from meNow a small, more ordinary man might not appreciate
Guidance of a good woman who truly loves him
He might drift in despair during the ignorant
Dumbness doings of his dirty daily existenceThat's not me, no, yes siree
I'm proof that true love will set you freeSome things, my baby don't tolerate, no
My baby don't tolerate, no
My baby don't tolerate from meMy baby don't tolerate, no
My baby don't tolerate, no
My baby don't tolerate from me