Closest to the bone Sweeter is the meat Last slice of Virginia ham Is the best that you can eat
Don't talk about my baby She's slender but she's sweet Closest to the bone And sweeter is the meat
Now she'd make a good thermometer If she drank a glass of wine She's built just like a garter snake She climbs up like a vine
My friends tell me I'm a fool To love a girl like that Here's the reason I like 'em slim Instead of big and fat
'Cause closest to the bone Sweeter is the meat Last slice of Virginia ham Is the best that you can eat
Now don't talk about my baby She's slender but she's sweet Umm, closest to the bone And sweeter is the meat
Let's go
Yeah, let's go, yeah, boy Attaboy One more, one more One more, one more Yeah, boy
In the moonlight..... Yeah, closest to the bone, yeah Ahh, look out now
Now she'd make a first class fountain pen If she only knew how to write Her figure's like a piece of string Umm, she rolls up every night
Everybody thinks that I'm a nut To love this lovely worm Boy there's one reason I like 'em slim Instead of round and firm
'Cause closest to the bone Sweeter is the meat Last slice of Virginia ham Is the best that you can eat
Now don'cha talk about my baby She's slender but she's sweet, umm Closest to the bone Umm, sweet, I got another one now, Listen here
Umm, she'd make a fine piccolo If she only stayed on key Boy she's shaped like a rubber band And she loves to snap at me
Everybody thinks I'm insane To overlook her faults But here's the reason I like 'em skinny Instead of full of schmaltz
'Cause closest to the bone Sweeter is the meat Last slice of Virginia ham Is the best that you can eat
Don't talk about my baby She's slender but she's sweet And it's closest to the bone And sweeter is the meatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
