You're the farmer's daughter
You're the chocolate at the end of my Cornetto
I love the way your under wire bra
Always sets off that X-ray machine
You're a picture of the checkout girl
Hand me a plastic bag
I got the sweats trying to open it
As it all piles up, I wish I didn't bite my nails
To the waitress on roller skates I love the color of it
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