Big Ass Heart

My girl went to the doctor cause het heart had palpitations
He said cut the carbs, or else she’d end up pushing up carnations

She stepped up on the scale and the doctor said ‘Oh Lordy’
If you don’t drop a few girl, you won’t make it past age forty

My girl said ‘He lookje, on my fancy x-ray chart’
Said the doctor ‘Holly hell that’s one G.D. big ass heart’

I’m telling you my friend, my girl’s got a big ass heart
When she shops for groceries that heart gets it’s own damn cart

That big ass heart can pump two tons of love through het chest
And then sit down and win a lovin’ pie-eating contest

I love that bis ass heart so much I think it isn’t fair
Look how you’re heart won’t pay my back for breaking all my chairs

So sick with love I think I’m coming down with rickets
When that big ass heart flies coach it had to pay for two plane tickets

Oh, that big ass heart
Oh, that big ass heart