Key: A major
Verse 1
Down to the house every Sunday
Boil them taters and butter them buns
Licking that grease right
off them thumbs
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
Verse 2
pounds amaze me
When he gets down in the gravy
I'm loving that body,
what a soulful dude
When he gets down on that barbecue
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,
Interlude 1
all mine
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Verse 3
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Do you love a man that's twice your size
the bigger the better
That three hundred pounds sho'
Verse 4
'nuf got it all together
Lovin' him more, the bigger he gets
Now let yourself go,
you big old thing
Don't you know I don't
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care if you weighs a ton
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Long as I can butter them buns,
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