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she'll have another piece of pie
she'll have a double reuben rye
she works hard at eating well
that's why i love her

she's got a couple of pony kegs
her arms are bigger than my legs
and when she holds me i can't breathe
that's why i love her

i'm her butter, she's my bread
she's like a mobile waterbed
and when i get on top of her i can't touch the mattress

and when her flesh begins to sag
she's like a human sleeping bag
i feel so cozy, safe and warm
she's my insulation

i always know just where she sat
and when she's on me i get flat
some broken ribs, a punctured lung
that's why i love her

she's my filly, i'm her stud
her bean is bigger than my pud
it's like feeding a tic-tac to a whale
that's why i love her

she'll have another piece of pie
she'll have a double reuben rye
she works hard at eating well
that's why i love her