Happy Thanksgiving from Mod Betty and Cab Calloway! Everybody Eats

Heard this song on my ipod this morning and thought it was the perfect “Thanksgiving carol!”

Everybody Eats When They Come to My House – Cab Calloway

Retro Roadhusband and I are so lucky – we saw my fam this weekend up in Mass, and will see his fam in Del this coming weekend, so we get to go to the house of some dear local pals on the actual day of Thanksgiving. So while technically we won’t be eating in our own house, the sentiment still applies 🙂

Family, friends, health and happiness. Hope all of my Retro Roadmap Readers have a hefty portion of each of ’em this holiday weekend!

Care to sing along? Lets!

Everybody Eats When They Come to My House – Cab Calloway

Have a banana, Hannah
Try the salami, Tommy
Get with the gravy, Davy
Everybody eats when they come to my house!

Try a tomato, Plato
Here’s cacciatore, Dory
Taste the bologna, Tony
Everybody eats when they come to my house

I’ve fixed your favorite dishes
Hopin’ this good food fills ya
Work my hands to the bone in the kitchen alone
You better eat if it kills ya

Pass me a pancake, Mandrake
Havin’ a derby, Irvy
Look in the fendel, Mendel
Everybody eats when they come to my house

Hannah! Davy! Tommy! Dora! Mandrake!
Everybody eats when they come to my house

Pasta fazoula, Tallulah
Oh, do have a bagel, Fagel
Now don’t be so bashful, Nashville
Everybody eats when they come to my house.

Hey, this is a party, Marty
Well, you get the cherry, Jerry
Now look, don’t be so picky, Mickey
Cause everybody eats when they come to my house

All of my friends are welcome
Don’t make me coax you, moax you
Eat the tables, the chairs, the napkins – who cares?
You gotta eat if it chokes ya

Oh, do have a knish, Nisha
Pass him the latke, Matke
Chili-con-carne for Barney
Everybody eats when they come to my house.

Face, Buster, share, chops, fump
Everybody eats when they come to my house!