(G. Johnson/D. Wall)
(Come on in here)
Baby, baby, foxy lady
I can see in your eyes
You mean to drive me crazy
Baby, baby, foxy lady
Some men just can't eat chicken
Without the gravy
Baby, baby, beauty queen
I can see by your size
You're much too lean
Baby, baby, beauty queen
I'm a man who needs more woman
Than you've ever been
'Cause my baby, she's got
A butterball, she's got, she's got it
Well, my baby, she's got (it)
A butterball, she's got she's got it
My baby she's got a butterball, butterball
My baby she's got a butterball, butterball
Doctor, doctor, he's the saviour
He can change you around
To the latest flavour
But doctor, doctor, do her a favour
She could work a show
Baby go with what her mama gave her
'Cause my baby, she's got
A butterball
Well, my baby, she's got
A butterball
(Wow, my fingers are so greasy)
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