BOB RIVERS


The Little Hooters Girl Lyrics

Little Hooters girl
Her rubber tight buns
A groovy pair to see
Double D fun
She brings me chicken wings
A ton, a ton, ton

She wears tight, skimpy things
Her tummy tight tum, rubber tight buns
Look at them guns

Oh, to ogle them,
Her rubber tight buns
That's why we come

Little Hooters girl
She's not a dumb-dumb,
She brings cold beer to me and poured us all some,
A birthday song they sang with mighty big lungs
Across the bar they hang her rubber tight bum, double D
fun,
Had her boobs done

Then she smiled at me, I'll tip a big ton,
me and my chums
Look at them guns
Had her boobs done

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Songwriter(s): Anthony Donald Field, David John Harrison, Katherine K. Davis, Gregory John Page, Henry V. Onorati, Jonathan Rotem, John B. Hancock, Kenneth Bruce Gorelick, Murray James Cook, Chip Davis, Chuck Howard, Harry Simeone, Josh Leo, Dominic Charles Lindsay, Jeffrey Fatt
Record Label(s): 2005 Warner Stategic Marketing
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