TONY JOE WHITE


300 Pounds Of Hongry Lyrics

Three hundred pounds of hongry
Down to her house every Sunday
Boil them taters and butter them buns
Lickin' that grease right off they thumbs
Three hundred pounds
Tall as she round
And every pound of that body so fine
I can hardly b'lieve that it's mine

Oooo, how that three hundred pounds amaze me
When she gets down in the gravy
God almighty, what a soulful groove
When she gets down in the barbecue
Three hundred pounds
Tall as she round
And every pound of that body so fine
I can hardly b'lieve that it's mine - oh man!

Everybody ax me why
Do you love a woman twice yo' size?
Well don't you know, the bigger the better
And that three hundred pounds sho'nuf got it all
together
Lovin' that lard and gettin' them grits
Lovin' her mo' the bigger she gits
Now let yourself go
You big ol' thang, don't you know
I don't care if she weighs a ton
Long as I can butter yo' buns

Three hundred pounds
Tall as she round
You big ol' thang, don't you know
That, Lord, I love you so

(Fat!)
(Pounds!)

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Songwriter(s): D. Fritts, E. Hinton
Record Label(s): 1972 Warner Bros Records
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