300 Pounds of Hongry Tony Joe White

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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