Tom:
Introdução:
C
Three hundred pounds of hongry
C
Down to her house every Sunday
C
More temptation to butter them buns
C
Licking their grease right of the tongue
C
Three hundred pounds
C
Tall as she's round
D G
Every pound of that body so fine
D7 G
I can't hardly believe that it's mine
C
Hey how that three hundred pounds do amaze me
C
When she gets down in the gravy
C
But God oh mother what a soulful groove
C
When she gets down in a barbecue
C
Three hundred pounds
C
Tall as she's round
D G
Every pound of that body so fine
D7 G
I can't hardly believe that it's mine
G
And they are all mine
D7 G
Everybody ask me why
D7 G
Do you love a woman twice your size
C
Well don't you know the bigger the better
C
That three hundred pounds
C
Sort of got it all together
C
Loving that lot
C
Getting that grease
C
Loving her more
C
Baby she gives
C
Now let yourself go
C
You big old thing don't you know
D G
I don't care if you weighs a ton
D7 G
As long as I can butter them buns
G C
Your buns my buns
C
Three hundred pounds
C
Tall as she's round
C
You big old thing don't you know
C
Oh how I love you so much
C
Three hundred
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