Sir Mix-A-Lot

[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Here's a gory kind a story about a ole be freak
With a 40-inch waist and a 10-inch beak
Overweight and out a shape with a triple chin
Her brassiere strike fear in the hearts of men
The girl's a Bremelo .
The girl's a Bremelo .
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Me and Terry hoped the ferry we were lookin suave
When I dip, hit the shift we were almost horse
It was a big Bremelo standin on my toe
Had an over jelly belly tryin to say hello
I was really kind a frightened as she looked my way
I tried to run because her buns made the ferry sway
To be blunt she was fat and ready for combat
All the way to Bremerton were the fat is at
The girl's a Bremelo .
Let's go .
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
I love bacon over steak and about those big ole ducks
She had hairy underarms and a whopping gut
My hair was short and wavy, drove my pitbull crazy
A Bremerton beast chasin fellas in the Navy
After movie she's the feature, the Bremerton creature
You wear a lifejacket if you ever try to freak her
Look at her physique she ain't my kinda freak
The floor creaks when the beast starts reachin her peak
[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
The girl's a Bremelo .
Just a Bremelo .
Change the beat!
(*beat changes, then changes back to the original*)
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
You can't ignore the way she snores, cause she blows down doors
Baby's got the kind a face only a mother adores
A big basketball head with a 10-inch beak
Big lips, no hips with the smell of a beast
I couldn't put her in my Caddy or my tranny would break