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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's wonderful, could I get a little more? 'Cause it's about as wide as my big old garage door. We're in bed and it's late at night, she put her Arms around me and she hold me tight But I say, ?No baby, no baby, no, But I sure could use a bit of your funky booty though." Aus Songtexte Mania