Tits

What is the best thing about me

My cute smile or my personality

Now let me think...

Tits, tits, I love your heaving chest

Tits, tits, That's what I love the best

I couldn't tell you why

but they always catch my eye

I love your tits, tits, tits

What then really does it for you

My dress sense or my snazzy hair-do

Now let me think...

Tits, tits, I love your massive jugs

Tits, tits, don't bother with the hugs

Put on a bosom show

And then watch my willy grow

I love your tits, tits, tits

Oooo look at them jubblies

Oooo they're beautiful

I just wanna grab 'em and go, burrhrhhhrhrh

Tits, tits, they're wobbly and they're round

Tits, tits, they're bouncing up and down

So rub them up with oil

And bring me to the boil

I love your tits, tits, tits

Tits, tits, they're snuggled in your bra

Tits, tits, best part of your by far

Your cleavage draws a crowd

And they're making me stand proud

I love your tits, tits, tits