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Now, I've got a gal
Shaped like a frog
Her voice remind me
Of an old bulldog
Her hair looks just like
A chinchill-ie coat
An man if you get close
Up to that woman
She smells like a goat
She got b.o.
She keeps b.o all the time
And she thinks soap and water
Woo, Lord, Lord, is a doggone crime
Her ears, is so long
Her nose, is so fat
Her head, is so big
She can't even wear a hat
Her dogs is swolled
An she got one eye
Man, she looks like a wreck
That happened last July
Man, ain't she ugly?
She got b.o. all the time
Man, that woman thinks soap an water
Man, is a doggone crime
She must-a have been
Her mother's only child
She should-a been a gorilla
'Cause she sho' is wild
She got ways like a monkey
Sly as a fox
She should-a been on some chain gang
Man, breakin' up rocks
Man, ain't she ugly?
An she keeps b.o. all the time
Man, that woman thinks soap an water
Hoo, Lord, Lord, is a doggone crime
Her legs look like needles
An she ain't got no chin
She's a beautiful woman
For the shape she's in
Her feets look like wings
Way out on a limb
That's just why her mother
Put her off on him!
Man, ain't she ugly?
An she keeps b.o. all the time
Man, she thinks soap an water
Woo! Lord, Lord, is a doggone crime.
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