At a party, a good friend of mine (who has very little in the breast department, and it does not seem to matter to her) is a bit of a comedian and a good singer. She once started Me and Bobby Magee this way:

Looking down at her chest, she began "Flat busted in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train"

She got a big laugh and it seemed to give a sligtly different meaning to the song:)