Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 300 Pounds of Hongry , by - Tony Joe White. Song from the album The Train I'm On, in the genre БлюзRelease date: 26.12.2005
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
300 Pounds of Hongry |
| Three hundred pounds of hongry |
| Down to her house every Sunday |
| More temptation to butter 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 butter 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 |