Lyrics:

Whatcha want girl?

Whatcha need girl?

Here go, come here

Don’t act like that

I'm so dizzy

My head is spinning

She's so fine that it should be a sin

Good Lordy shorty, sure lookin' sporty

I keep knockin', knockin' but you won't let me in

Whooo

I be dog-gone

Hell to the yeah

You fine as a camel hair

Ain't near a mammal anywhere

Danny compare to you, boo boo

I know I'm country

But you want me to touch you don't you

Wanna get raunchy don't you

Why don't you call me

You built like a Barbie doll

Cause you so dag-gone fine

This ol' mind of mine

Twist all kind of ways

I'm catching vertigo

From a girl that's so

Voluptuous

Plus striking

Damn near venomous

And I'm liking

The way you looking lady

Somebody cooking the right meat and potatoes, baby

I'm feeling the way you filling up that skirt

Stopping traffic

Dropping jaws like bad habits

When you walking dag nabbit

You so purdy and I'm dirty dirty

And it hurt me when you're flirty

And all nerdy

But you're sultry

Giving me goose bumps like poultry

I ain't chicken though

You sticking close to me

Could be

A beautiful thing fa' sho'

I'm so dizzy

My head is spinning

She's so fine that it should be a sin

God Lordy shorty, sure lookin' sporty

I keep knockin' knockin' but you won't let me in

She got me crumbling, mumbling

Stepping on my tongue and studdering

Hovering wondering

You know I got that junky loving

Gimme some rubbing

It ain't gotta be hard

I just wanna mow the back yard

You pulled my card

Don't try to dodge it

I'm not here to take anything

I just want to make a deposit

Don't be scared

That's just my beard

I know I sound kinda weird

But I'm fond of your rear

Don't scream my ear

You remind me of my girlfriend

And her girlfriend

C'mon girl let's have some children

In a whirlwind

You got me spinning like a 45

I feel like a tractor-trailer rolling over on 85

I need 80 wives

To keep up with my 80 lives

Everywhere I go I'm still the new guy with new lies

Let's go mommy, time to get busy

I'm taking five dramamines just in case I gets dizzy

I'm so dizzy

My head is spinning

She's so fine that it should be a sin

God Lordy shorty, sure lookin' sporty

I keep knockin' knockin' but you won't let me in

You banging, sugar booger

I know I'm just one in a ton

of young son of a gun

just wantin’ some of you honey

And I ain't got much money

I know I'm fat but I'm funny

And I'm a hard worker

And I never give up

I do whatever it takes

Just to live up

To your expectations

No sex? What?

Well then I'll be patient

I really hate to toot my own horn

But aooo-gah

But it's looking to me, boo

Like you need a new guy

What you want? A latte? A ham on rye?

Girl, I'm just trying to get in your bloodstream

Like e coli

You so fly

You got the pelican flyin’

Just tell me, what I gotta do to get a thigh?

A breast, a wing or something

Up above all the pumpkins

What am I, a bumpkin?

Straight out of Atlanta

Rehab or something

I just wanna be wit ‘chu

Lay up in the hay wit ’chu

Say hey to you

You’re know your lookin’ good to go, boo

I'm so dizzy

My head is spinning

She's so fine that it should be a sin

God Lordy shorty, sure lookin' sporty

I keep knockin' knockin' but you won't let me in

Whatcha want girl? I got a whole lot

Whatcha need girl? I got a whole lot