(G. Johnson/D. Wall) (Come on in here) Baby, baby, foxy lady I can see in your eyes You mean to drive me crazy Baby, baby, foxy lady Some men just can't eat chicken Without the gravy Baby, baby, beauty queen I can see by your size You're much too lean Baby, baby, beauty queen I'm a man who needs more woman Than you've ever been 'Cause my baby, she's got A butterball, she's got, she's got it Well, my baby, she's got (it) A butterball, she's got she's got it My baby she's got a butterball, butterball My baby she's got a butterball, butterball Doctor, doctor, he's the saviour He can change you around To the latest flavour But doctor, doctor, do her a favour She could work a show Baby go with what her mama gave her 'Cause my baby, she's got A butterball Well, my baby, she's got A butterball (Wow, my fingers are so greasy)