To some of my friends I have casually mentioned
The fact that I like boobs
This little song will be my new ditty
Raise up your shirt and show me your titty
(Chorus:)
I like boobs. They make me a jolly good fellow
I like boobs. They help me unwind and sometimes
They makes me feel mellow (makes him feel mellow)
Bras are too rough, Sweaters cost too much,
Shirts make them look like cubes
This little refrain should help me explain
As a matter of fact I like boobs (he likes boobs)
My wife often frowns when we're out on the town
And I spot all the cleavage around
She's sipping vermouth and she thinks I'm uncouth
When I yell as a sweet thing goes by
(Chorus)
I like boobs. They make me a jolly good fellow
I like boobs. They help me unwind and sometimes
They makes me feel mellow (makes him feel mellow)
Bras are too rough, Sweaters cost too much,
Shirts make them look like cubes
This little refrain should help me explain
As a matter of fact I like boobs (he likes boobs)
Last night I dreamed that I passed from the scene
And I went to a place so sublime
Aw, the boobs were all there and they were all bare
Then they covered them up with their hair
(Chorus)
I like boobs. They make me a jolly good fellow
I like boobs. They help me unwind and sometimes
They makes me feel mellow (makes him feel mellow)
Bras are too rough, Sweaters cost too much,
Shirts make them look like cubes
This little refrain should help me explain
As a matter of fact I like boobs (yes, he likes boobs)
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