Tony Joe White - 300 Pounds of Hongry lyrics

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