Lyrics:

//Banana in your fruitbasket recorded by Bo Carter (Chatman) on 4th June 1931 in New York City for Columbia
//Lyrics in Brackets are unclear/unaudable, if correct lyrics are found or known please post a comment

I've got a brand new skillet
I've got a brand new lead
All I needs is a woman
Just to burn my bread
And im tellin' you baby
I sure ain't goin' tonight
Let me put my banana in your fruitbasket and i'll be satisfied

Now I got the (washboard)
My baby got the tub
We gonna put them together
Gonna rub, rub, rub
And im tellin' you baby
I sure ain't goin' tonight
Let me put my banana in your fruitbasket and i'll be satisfied

Hmm, gonna let my banana spoil now
Hmm, let my banana spoil now
I can see the way you carryin' on you don't want my banana no how

Now I got the dasher
My baby got the churn
We gonna churn, churn, churn
Until the butter come
And im tellin' you baby
I sure ain't goin' tonight
Let me put my banana in your fruitbasket then i'll be satisfied

Now my babies got the cloth
And i've got the needle
We're going to stick, stick, stick
Until we both will feel it
Then im tellin' you baby
I sure ain't goin' tonight
Let me put my banana in your fruitbasket then i'll be satisfied

Hmm, gonna let my banana ruin now
Hmm, gonna let my banana ruin now
I can see the way you goin' on you don't want my banana no how

Now my baby got the meat
And I got the knife
Im gonna do her cuttin'
(to balance out my life)
And im tellin' you baby
I sure ain't goin' tonight
Let me put my banana in your fruitbasket then i'll be satisfied