Big Bottom

The bigger the cushion The sweeter the pushin' The looser the waist band The deeper the quicksand My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo I'd love to sink him with my pink torpedo Big bottom, big bottom Talk about bum cakes my guy's got 'em Big bottom drive me out of my mind How can I leave this behind? I met him on Monday 'Twas my lucky bun day I love him each weekday Each velvety cheek day My love gun's loaded as I dock at his port Take aim at what's inside his Jockey shorts Big bottom, big bottom Talk about mud flaps my guy's got 'em Big bottom drive me out of my mind How can I leave them behind? Big bottom, big bottom Talk about bum cakes my guy's got 'em Big bottom drive me out of my mind How can I leave this behind? Big bottom, big bottom Talk about mud flaps my guy's got 'em Big bottom drive me out of my mind How can I leave them behind? How can I leave them behind?