There are big busted woman
Over the wall, over the wall
There are big busted woman
Who bake on the beaches
With oil on their bellies
Over the wall, over the wall
There is rum from the cane fields
Over the wall, over the wall
There is sun on my taxi
And cakes in my oven
And fish in my netting
And grease in my barnyard
And big busted woman
Over the wall, over the wall
Over the wall, and I wonder if
I'll ever see them again
And the moon grows dimmer
At the tides low ebb
And your breath comes faster
And you're aching to move
But you're caught in the web
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There are big busted woman
Over the wall, over the wall
There are big busted woman
Who bake on the beaches
With oil on their bellies
Over the wall, over the wall
There is rum from the cane fields
Over the wall, over the wall
There is sun on my taxi
And cakes in my oven
And fish in my netting
And grease in my barnyard
And big busted woman
Over the wall, over the wall
Over the wall, and I wonder if
I'll ever see them again
And the moon grows dimmer
At the tides low ebb
And your breath comes faster
And you're aching to move
But you're caught in the web
Over the wall, over the wall
There are big busted woman
Who bake on the beaches
With oil on their bellies
Over the wall, over the wall
There is rum from the cane fields
Over the wall, over the wall
There is sun on my taxi
And cakes in my oven
And fish in my netting
And grease in my barnyard
And big busted woman
Over the wall, over the wall
Over the wall, and I wonder if
I'll ever see them again
And the moon grows dimmer
At the tides low ebb
And your breath comes faster
And you're aching to move
But you're caught in the web
Writer: FRED EBB, JOHN KANDER
Copyright: Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC
Copyright: Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC