Boy, is she hittin' on all nine, Jim
Why don't you va cate, Dick?
It is too hip for me, you dig?
You got a fine brown frame
And I wonder what could be
how long have you been around?
Baby, when did you hit this big town?
But I would gladly make you
why don't you come over here?
Cause together we could really get it on
Now you've got a fine, brown frame
won't you tell me your name?
Cause all I can see is your fine,
You've got a fine, brown frame
And I wonder what could be your name
Hit this big town I wanna scream
why don't you come over here
come together we can really
and you got a fine ground frame
you're solid with me because all i can see
Now listen, Dinah, Dolly,
They are all fine as mink and sable
And you may not be hip to that jive
That they talk in the street
No, whoa, whoa, baby, whoa
You look like Venus done up in bronze
What about your fine brown