Baby I was born that far away so
I speak english as a se-cond language
I don't understand the words I say
There's no word that rymes with language
Lucky that I have a smoken' body
Cause I only sing in jibberish
Lucky that I am uh such a hottie
Watch my hips go quiverish
Good news for you, I'm double jointed, too
Whatever, don't matter
I can sing about pancake batter
I will shake my derier
And you won't go nowhere
Bend over, come under
Come enjoy my thighs of thunder
I'll just toss my hips and hair
And you won't go nowhere
Lucky, that my hips arn't only droopy
When I shake them they move mountains
Lucky that these breasts are proud and perky
And my lips are full and poutin'
Time to crawl into the mud
Whatever, don't matter
You wouldn't listen if I were fatter
That I got a spicy rear
So you won't go nowhere
Peek under, turn over
I make no sense if you are sober
So I clash my hips and hair
And you won't go nowhere
