Lyrics:
She'll have another piece of pieShe'll have a double reuben ryeShe works hard at eating wellThat's why I love herShe's got a couple of pony kegsHer arms are bigger than my legsAnd when she holds me I can't breatheThat's why I love herI'm her butter she' my breadShe's like a mobile waterbedAnd when I got on top of herI can't touch the mattressAnd when her flesh begins to sagShe's like a human sleeping bagI feel so cozy safe and warmShe's my insulationI always know just where she satAnd when she's on me I get flatSome broken ribs a punctured lungThat's why I love herShe's my filly I'm her studHer bean is bigger than my pudIt's like feeding a Tic-Tac to a whaleThat's why I love herShe'll have another piece of pieShe'll have a double reuben ryeShe works hard at eating wellThat's why I love her