Her eyes are here, but yours look down
You like 'em big and round
Double D's...are way too small
You like 'em sized like bowling balls

Whoa, you don't quite care if they're fake or they're real, oh no
Better not get caught when you're copping a feel
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to jugs

The only song, that you can hear
Is the music....of the spheres
You've got two things on your mind
You should be glad that you're not blind
Your state of mind: jug devotee
Ms. Hawkins-Turner*'s your fantasy
And if she would notice you
Then would you know just what to do?

Whoa, you don't quite care if they're firm or they're not, oh no
You like to stare but you must never get caught
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to jugs

Might as well face it, you're addicted to jugs (5X)

Her eyes are here, but yours look down
You like 'em big and round
You can't think of nothing else
You've got it bad, you can't be helped

Whoa, you don't quite care if they're black, brown or white, oh no
You just want some pillows you can lie on at night
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to jugs

Might as well face it, you're addicted to jugs (5X)