Big Bottom

The bigger the cushion the sweeter the pushin'
A wise man once said
The bigger waistband the deeper the quicksand
Or so I have read
My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I want to sink her with my pink torpedo
Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bundt cakes, my girl’s got 'em
Big bottom, drive me outta my mind
How could I leave this behind
I met her on Monday, 'twas my lucky bun-day
Ya know what I mean
I love her each weekday, each velvety cheek-day
Ya know what I mean
My love gun’s loaded and she’s in my sights
Big game is waiting there up in her tights
Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about mudflaps, my girl’s got 'em
Big bottom, drive me outta my mind
How could I leave this behind
My love gun’s loaded and she’s in my sights
Big game is waiting there way up in her tights
Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about tail lights, my girl’s got 'em
Big bottom, drive me outta my mind
How could I leave this behind