He'll have another piece of pie
She'll have a double reuben rye
She works hard at eating well
That's why I love her

She's got a couple of pony kegs
Her arms are bigger than my legs
And when she holds
Me I can't breathe

That's why I love her yeah,
I'm her butter she's my bread
She's like mobile waterbed
And when I get on top of her
I can't touch the mattress

And when her flesh begins to sag
She's like a human sleeping bag
I feel so cozy safe and warm
She's my insulation

I always know where she sat
And when she's on me I get flat
Some broken ribs a punctured lung
That's why I love her

She's my phillie, I'm her stud
Her bean is bigger than my pud
It's like feeding a tic-tac to a whale
That's why I love her