(G. Johnson/D. Wall) 



(Come on in here)



Baby, baby, foxy lady

I can see in your eyes

You mean to drive me crazy

Baby, baby, foxy lady

Some men just can't eat chicken

Without the gravy



Baby, baby, beauty queen

I can see by your size

You're much too lean

Baby, baby, beauty queen

I'm a man who needs more woman

Than you've ever been



'Cause my baby, she's got

A butterball, she's got, she's got it

Well, my baby, she's got (it)

A butterball, she's got she's got it



My baby she's got a butterball, butterball

My baby she's got a butterball, butterball



Doctor, doctor, he's the saviour

He can change you around

To the latest flavour

But doctor, doctor, do her a favour

She could work a show

Baby go with what her mama gave her



'Cause my baby, she's got

A butterball

Well, my baby, she's got

A butterball



(Wow, my fingers are so greasy)