Hey Baba Reba!
I wish that all the ladies
were brown paper bags
and I was a butcher
I’d fill ‘em with my snags
were brown paper bags
and I was a butcher
I’d fill ‘em with my snags
I wish that all the ladies
were wind out at sea
and I was a sail boat
then they’d all blow me
were wind out at sea
and I was a sail boat
then they’d all blow me
I wish that all the ladies
were jockeys in a race
and I was a saddle
they’d sit upon on my face
were jockeys in a race
and I was a saddle
they’d sit upon on my face
I wish that all the ladies
were statues of Venus
they wouldn't have arms
to push away my penis
were statues of Venus
they wouldn't have arms
to push away my penis
I wish that all the ladies
were wheels on a car
and I was the axle
I’d spin 'em on my bar
were wheels on a car
and I was the axle
I’d spin 'em on my bar
I wish all the ladies,
were cabbage in patch,
and I was a farmer,
I'd pick'em by the snatch
were cabbage in patch,
and I was a farmer,
I'd pick'em by the snatch
I wish all the ladies
were little red foxes
and I was a hunter
I'd shoot up all their boxes
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were little red foxes
and I was a hunter
I'd shoot up all their boxes