The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin

That's what I said.

The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand

Or so I have read.

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo.

I like to sink her with my pink torpedo.

Big bottom

Big bottom

Talk about bum cakes,

My girl's got 'em.

Big bottom,

Drive me out of my mind.

How can I leave this behind?

I saw her on monday, twas my lucky bun day

You know what I mean.

I love her each weekday, each velvety cheekday

You know what I mean.

My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights

Big game's waiting there inside her tights

Big bottom

Big bottom

Talk about mud flaps

My girl's got 'em.

Big bottom

Drive me out of my mind.

How can I leave this behind?

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo.

I like to sink her with my pink torpedo.

Big bottom

Big bottom

Talk about bum cakes,

My girl's got 'em.

Big bottom,

Drive me out of my mind.

How could I leave this behind?