Standing by the fruit store on the corner
Once I heard a customer complain
"You never seem to show the fruit we all love so
That's why business hasn't been the same

I don't like your peaches
They are full of stones
I like bananas
Because they have no bones

Don't give me tomatoes
Can't stand ice cream cones
I like bananas
Because they have no bones

No matter where I go
With Susie, May, or Anna
I want the world to know
I must have my banana

Cabbages and onions
Hurt my singing tones
I like bananas
Because they have no bones"

[Spoken]
Hello Mr. Durante, this is a surprise! What are you doing here?
[Spoken]
'What am I doing here?' You ask me! It's mutiny, that's what it is. I come a million miles, a million of 'em, to see this London people, and this is what I get. It's mortifying, that's what it is. This George fella singing about bananas, bananas without any bones! What do you suppose he's referring to? There's only one banana worth singing about, and that's caught on me, so don't quote me on that. It's mortifying, it's mutiny, it's a disgrace, that's what it is. Ah, words fail me."

[Spoken]
Well, don't let it get you, Mr. Durante, listen to George sing this chorus

"Ach, all the famous folksmen
Even the unknown
They like their bananas
Because they have nae ony bones

It's everybody's weakness
It might be your ain
Didn't ye like bananas?
Because they have nae ony bane

Man, there's something in bananas
That gives you that strange feeling
Naebody can resist them
They are sae appealin'! Hah!

[?]
Those healthy [?]
They aw eat bananas
Because they have nae ony bones"