MY GIRL'S A CORKER

My girl's a corker.
She's a New Yorker.
I buy her everything to keep her in clothes.
She's got a pair of eyes
Just like two custard pies.
That's where the money goes.

...She's got a pair of lips
Just like two greasy chips...

...She's got a pair of shoulders
Just like two great big boulders...

...She's got a pair of hips
Just like two battle ships...

...She's got a pair of knees
Just like two trunks of trees...

...She's got a pair of legs
Just like two wooden kegs...

...She's got a pair of feet
Just like two plates of meat...

Doug C