Prompted by posts on the Usenet newsgroup talk.bizarre about the HBO fictionalized documentary Breast Men. Scott Dorsey made me do it.
Breast Friends
Ooh, you make me live
The bosom that surgeon gave to me
It's you, you're all that I see
Ooh, when I look straight down now honeys
Ooh, you make me live
You're my breast friends,
[bigger than] I ever had
You've been with me such a short time
In the sunshine
That my knees never know
But my feelings are true...
I really love you
You're my breast friends.
{Trombone solo}
I'd been flat and not round
Before I came up with you
In rain or shine
You've stood up for me
I'm happy, happy in bars
You're my breast friends...
Ooh, you make me live
Whenever I see these double-D's
I got you, to help me get rich
Ooh, you make me live now, honeys
Ooh, you make me live.
So I burst one
It turned out so bad
But I swore you'd never be lonely
Had another one
And I love
The rack that I have - ooh
You're my breast friends
{Trombone and kazoo solo, pianissimo}
I'm happy, happy in bars
You're my breast friends
You're my breasts, friends
Ooh, you make me live
Yoo, you're my breast friends.
12/17/1997
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