Bob Rivers The Little Hooters Girl Lyrics
            Little Hooters girl
            Her rubber tight buns
            A groovy pair to see
            Double D fun
            She brings me chicken wings
            A ton, a ton, ton
        
            She wears tight, skimpy things
            Her tummy tight tum, rubber tight buns
            Look at them guns
        
            Oh, to ogle them,
            Her rubber tight buns
            That's why we come
        
            Little Hooters girl
            She's not a dumb-dumb,
            She brings cold beer to me and poured us all some,
            A birthday song they sang with mighty big lungs
            Across the bar they hang her rubber tight b__, double D fun,
            Had her b___s done
        
            Then she smiled at me, I'll tip a big ton,
            me and my chums
            Look at them guns
            Had her b___s done
        
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