Some wear Beyond The "C"
Some wear big double "D"
From my discreet, spot on the street,
I'm watching those pips that go flailing..

Some wear Beyond The "C"
Big hoots, could touch their knee
Wish boobs would fly, like birds on high,
And straight to my arms, they'd come sailing...

Some are like Movie Stars
Endowed just like the moon,
I pray one may say, "Hi"
Fulfill my fantasy soon

I'd meet that "Forty Four"
And soon see even more,
(Of) Her Double "D" Beyond The "C"
And wedding invites, We'll be mailing