Title: Butterball
Artist: Big Sugar
Composer(s): Gordie Johnson, David Wall
Lyric:
Come on in here
Baby, baby, foxy lady
I can see in your eyes
You mean to drive me crazy
Baby, baby, foxy lady
Some men just can't eat chicken
Without the gravy
Baby, baby, beauty queen
I can see by your size
You're much too lean
Baby, baby, beauty queen
I'm a man who needs more woman
Than you've ever been
'Cause, my baby, she's got, she's got
A butterball
She's got, she's got
Well, my baby, she's got, she's got
A butterball
She's got, she's got it
Yeah, my baby, she's got, she's got
A butterball
She's got, she's got it
Well, my baby, she's got, she's got
A butterball
She's got, she's got, you got it
My baby, she's got a butterball, butterball
Baby she's got a butterball
My baby, she's got a butterball, butterball
Baby she's got a butterball
My baby, she's got a butterball, butterball
Baby she's got a butterball
My baby, she's got a butterball, butterball
Baby she's got a butterball
Doctor, doctor, he's the Saviour
He can change you around to the latest flavor
But doctor, doctor, do her a favor
She could work a show
Baby, go with what her mama gave her
My baby, she's got, she's got
A butterball
She's got, she's got it
Well, my baby, she's got, she's got
A butterball
She's got, she's got
Well, my baby, she's got, she's got
Wow
My baby, she's got, she's got
Wow
My baby, she's got, she's got
Wow
My baby, she's got, she's got it
My baby, she's got, she's got
A butterball
She's got, she's got it
My baby, she's got, she's got
A butterball
She's got, she's got
Yeah, my baby she's got, she's got
A butterball
She's got, she's got it
Wow, my fingers are so greasy
Baby, baby
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