Lyric Hotdog In A Hallway

She ll have another piece of pie
She ll have a double rueben rye
She works hard at eating well
That s why I love her

She s got a couple of pony kegs
Her arms are bigger than my legs
And when she holds me I can t breath
That s why I love her

Yeah, I m her butter, she s my bread
She s like a mobile waterbed
And when I get on top of her
I can t touch the mattress

And when her flesh begins to sag
She s like a human sleeping bag
I feel so cozy safe and warm
She s my insulation

I always know where she sat
And when she s on me I get flat
Some broken ribs a punctured lung
That s why I love her

She s my Phillie I m her stud
Her bean is bigger than my blood
It s like feeding a tic-tac to a whale
That s why I love her