three hundred pounds of joy

Three hundred pounds of joy

All you girls think the days are gone


You don't have to worry, you can have your fun


Take me, baby, for your little boy


You get Three hundred pounds of heavenly joy


This is it
This is it
Look what you get


You been creeping and hiding behind his back


'Cause you got you a man that you don't like


Throw that cat, baby, outta your mind


Follow me, baby, have a real good time


This is it
This is it
Look what you get


Hoy! Hoy! I'm the boy


Three hundred pounds of heavenly joy


I'm so glad that you understand


Three hundred pounds of muscle and man


This is it
This is it
Look what you get


If the men's all mad then the women's glad


If the little kids' happy then the old folk's mad


I'm so glad that you understand


Three hundred pounds of muscle and man


This is it
This is it
Look what you get