Song | Big Fat Funky Booty |
Artist | Spin Doctors |
Album | TURN IT UPSIDE DOWN |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Spin Doctors | |
My baby's nice, she's so polite. | |
She says 'please? when she ask me | |
Stay the night | |
She's around the house, she love me so. | |
She pickin' up a little bit of my | |
Rising, rising dough. | |
Good lordy god, my gosh all mighty, | |
Her booty fine, and it's trimmed so tidy, | |
Horseradish, mama, just a smidge, | |
Spend a whole lotta time peekin' into | |
Her big old kitchen fridge. | |
Gotta love it, it's my duty | |
She gotta big fat funky booty, | |
Not above it, makes me moody | |
Whole mess of big fat funky booty | |
Waoh! sweet sugar plum | |
I'm crippled, blind, a little deaf and dumb. | |
It wonderful, could i get a little more? | |
'cause it's about as wide as my big old garage door. | |
Wee in bed and it late at night, she put her | |
Arms around me and she hold me tight | |
But i say, o baby, no baby, no, | |
But i sure could use a bit of your funky booty though.? |
zuo ci : Spin Doctors | |
My baby' s nice, she' s so polite. | |
She says ' please? when she ask me | |
Stay the night | |
She' s around the house, she love me so. | |
She pickin' up a little bit of my | |
Rising, rising dough. | |
Good lordy god, my gosh all mighty, | |
Her booty fine, and it' s trimmed so tidy, | |
Horseradish, mama, just a smidge, | |
Spend a whole lotta time peekin' into | |
Her big old kitchen fridge. | |
Gotta love it, it' s my duty | |
She gotta big fat funky booty, | |
Not above it, makes me moody | |
Whole mess of big fat funky booty | |
Waoh! sweet sugar plum | |
I' m crippled, blind, a little deaf and dumb. | |
It wonderful, could i get a little more? | |
' cause it' s about as wide as my big old garage door. | |
We e in bed and it late at night, she put her | |
Arms around me and she hold me tight | |
But i say, o baby, no baby, no, | |
But i sure could use a bit of your funky booty though.? |
zuò cí : Spin Doctors | |
My baby' s nice, she' s so polite. | |
She says ' please? when she ask me | |
Stay the night | |
She' s around the house, she love me so. | |
She pickin' up a little bit of my | |
Rising, rising dough. | |
Good lordy god, my gosh all mighty, | |
Her booty fine, and it' s trimmed so tidy, | |
Horseradish, mama, just a smidge, | |
Spend a whole lotta time peekin' into | |
Her big old kitchen fridge. | |
Gotta love it, it' s my duty | |
She gotta big fat funky booty, | |
Not above it, makes me moody | |
Whole mess of big fat funky booty | |
Waoh! sweet sugar plum | |
I' m crippled, blind, a little deaf and dumb. | |
It wonderful, could i get a little more? | |
' cause it' s about as wide as my big old garage door. | |
We e in bed and it late at night, she put her | |
Arms around me and she hold me tight | |
But i say, o baby, no baby, no, | |
But i sure could use a bit of your funky booty though.? |