Lyrics:

//Transcribed from original song on 17/12/07
//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.