Madam Buff's was quite deluxe   Servants by the score   Footmen at each door   Butlers and maids galore      But one day Sam, her kitchen man   Gave in his notice, he's through   She cried, "Oh Sam, don't go   It'll grieve me if you do"      I love his cabbage gravy, his hash   Crazy 'bout his succotash   I can't do without my kitchen man      Wild about his turnip top   Like the way he warms my chop   I can't do without my kitchen man      Anybody else can leave   And I would only laugh   But he means too much to me   And you ain't heard the half      Oh, his jelly roll is so nice and hot   Never fails to touch the spot   I can't do without my kitchen man      His frankfurters are oh so sweet   How I like his sausage meat   I can't do without my kitchen man      Oh, how that boy can open clam   No one else is can touch my ham   I can't do without my kitchen man      When I eat his doughnuts   All I leave is the hole   Any time he wants to   Why, he can use my sugar bowl      Oh, his baloney's really worth a try   Never fails to satisfy   I can't do without my kitchen man