So Round So Firm So Fully Packed Songtext

So round so firm so fully packed that's my gal So complete from front to back that's my pal (Tosted} Toasted by the sun and I'm a son of a gun If She don't make my five o'clock shadow come around at one You can bet your boots had walked for miles through the snow Just to see her tooth paste (face) smile they mentioned on the radio If you don't think she's lot of fun just ask the man who owns one (once wants) So round so firm so fully packed that's my gal So round so firm so fully packed she's for me She's just like a money (bag) back guarantee Like a barfly goes for drink like a (bobysocks) bobbysocks go for Frank And just like Jesse James he go for money in the bank From a head to foot she's a perfect size she's a (wist) whiz But she wears a forty-five gun that is She's got a look that's so (impression) impressin? she's got furs that's sorta fashion So round so firm so fully packed that's my gal