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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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