Those lips, those eyes
That food
Well, there ain't nothin' like a spread
To get ya in the mood
Wilbur, can't ya feel the burnin' flame of hot desire
You're gonna need more than some seltzer
To put out this fire
I'm wailin':"Look out, old Baltimore"
I'm sellin' somethin'
You can't purchase at a ten-cent store
Oh, Wilbur, I feel like a princess
Come on and take me to the ball
I bet you're tired of heavy lifting
Get your hands on somethin' small
Because I'm a big...
...Blonde...
...And beautiful
It's time to face the facts
It's irrefutable
Why waste one more minute
Now I feel brand sprankin' new
Hey, Wilbur, take a look
It's all for you!
YOU?!