Lyrics

(sing basic verse, substituting two lines marked with * for each new verse, as for Do Your Balls Hang Low, above)

Do your boobs hang low, Can you swing them to and fro, Can you tie ‘em in a knot, Can you tie ‘em in a bow?

Do they have a milky taste
Can you tie ‘em round your waist? Can you do the double shuffle When your boobs hang low?

Do they dangle, do the teats, Get wrapped around your feet?

Do they flip and flop and dangle, Do they wind around your ankles?

Can you tie ‘em like a turban, And does it look absurd on?

Can you use them like a diaper Or a handy bottom wiper?

Are the big and pink and round, Can you bounce them on the ground?

Are they long and shaped like marrows, Do you wheel them round on barrows?

Do your oversized zucchinis, Overflow your best bikini?

Are they as big as pumpkins, Can you walk without them bumping?

Can you roll ‘em up like carpets? Do they fit beneath your armpits?

Do your droopy mam’ry glands Leave a trail in the sands?

Can you get a bra that fits Without rolling up your tits?

Your bra is sixty inches, Triple-F cup but still pinches.

Do your floppy, flapping boobs, Look like pink deflated tubes,

Are they so pendulous Is Lolo Ferrari* jealous?