Those lips, those eyes
That food, well, there ain't nothing like a spread
To get ya in the mood
Wilbur, can't you feel the burning flame of hot desire?
You're gonna need more than some seltzer to put out this fire
I'm wailing, "Look out old Baltimore"
I'm selling something
You can't purchase at a ten cent store
Oh Wilbur, I feel like a princess
Come on and take me to the ball
I bet you're tired of heavy lifting
Get your hands on something small
Because I'm big, blonde and beautiful
It's time to face the facts, it's irrefutable
Why waste one more minute?
Now I feel brand spanking new
Hey Wilbur, take a look it's all for
You
You?