300 Pounds of Hongry 歌詞
300 Pounds Of Hongry - Tony Joe White
300 pounds of hongry
Down to her house with every Sunday
Boil them taters butter them buns
Licking that grease right off the thumb
300 pounds tall as she round
Every pound of that body so fine
I can hardly believe that it's mine
Hey how that three hundred pounds do well miss
When she gets down in the gravy
But god almighty what a soulful groove
When she gets down in the barbecue
300 pounds love as she round
Every pound of that body so fine
I can hardly believe that it's mine oh man
Everybody ask me why
Do you love a woman twice your size
Well don't you know the bigger the better
That three hundred pounds
Sort of got it all together
Loving that lard getting them grits
Loving her more the baby she gits
Now let yourself go
You big old thing don't you know
I don't care if you weighs a ton
Long as I can butter them buns
Your buns my buns
300 pounds tall as she round
You big old thing don't you know
Oh how I love you so much
Three hundred