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Three hundred pounds of hongry

Down to her house every Sunday

Boil them taters and butter them buns

Lickin' that grease right off they thumbs

Three hundred pounds

Tall as she round

And every pound of that body so fine

I can hardly b’lieve that it’s mine

Oooo, how that three hundred pounds amaze me

When she gets down in the gravy

God almighty, what a soulful groove

When she gets down in the barbecue

Three hundred pounds

Tall as she round

And every pound of that body so fine

I can hardly b’lieve that it’s mine — oh man!

Everybody ax me why

Do you love a woman twice yo' size?

Well don’t you know, the bigger the better

And that three hundred pounds sho’nuf got it all

together

Lovin' that lard and gettin' them grits

Lovin' her mo' the bigger she gits

Now let yourself go

You big ol' thang, don’t you know

I don’t care if she weighs a ton

Long as I can butter yo' buns

Three hundred pounds

Tall as she round

You big ol' thang, don’t you know

That, Lord, I love you so

(Fat!)

(Pounds!)

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