Those Boobies Are from Dow Corning

What a sight!: golden globes make your head grow.
What a sight!: golden globes make your head grow.
Coronas high as my elevating eyes.
And they look like they're climbing clear up to the skies.

Those boobies are from Dow Corning.
No true boobies have that splay.
I got a boobie-full feeling:
Grown in a silicone way.

They're so fat and standing up like statues.
They're so fat and standing up like statues.
They have sure turned my heads, and both are standing by. . .
Light brown aureolas like a dilated eye.

Those boobies are from Dow Corning.
No true boobies have that splay.
I got those boobies: I'm feeling:
Grown in a silicone way.

They'll fall down toward the earth if the bag rips.
They'll fall down toward the earth if the bag rips.
So don't squeeze too vig'rously; they'll stay as big as tree
Crowns-that heapin' filler must stay strapped in, ya see.

Those boobies are from Dow Corning.
No true boobies have that splay.
I got a boobie-full feeling:
Grown in a silicone way.
Oh, what a boobie-full day!