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Three hundred pounds of hongry |
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Down to the house every Sunday |
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Boil them taters and butter them buns |
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Licking that grease right off them thumbs |
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Three hundred pounds, as tall as he's round |
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And every pound of that body's so fine |
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I can hardly believe that it's all mine |
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Hey, how that three hundred pounds amaze me |
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When he gets down in the gravy |
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I'm loving that body, what a soulful dude |
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When he gets down on that barbecue |
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Three hundred pounds, as tall as he's round |
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And every pound of that body's so fine |
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I can hardly believe that it's all mine, all mine |
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Everybody asks me why |
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Do you love a man that's twice your size |
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Well, don't you know it's the bigger the better |
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That three hundred pounds sho' 'nuf got it all together |
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Look at him, Lord, getting those grits |
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Lovin' him more, the bigger he gets |
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Now let yourself go, you big old thing |
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Don't you know I don't care if you weighs a ton |
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Long as I can butter them buns, |
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Your buns, my buns |
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