Little Butterball
Allan Sherman
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I'm called Little Butterball, Dear Little Butterball, Though I could never tell why My calories mount My cholesterol count Is as high as an elephant's eye They told me to diet I promised I'd try it, Yet somehow my weight would not budge Each Metrecal cookie To me tasted cookie, So I covered it with hot fudge I ate watercresses, And other such messes, And pushed all my favorites aside I said to the caterers, "No more mashed potaterers, Just baked, and hash browned, and french fried" I sing this sad song 'Cause my diet went wrong, Though I honestly tried to pay heed I don't care how high Is an elephant's eye, But an elephant's rear I don't need!
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Written by: BUSCH LOU, ALLAN SHERMAN, LOU BUSCH
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