Monday Night Music

To keep with the ongoing theme of "I'm not fucking inspired to write anything of substance because I'd rather mount a bitchin' minigun* on a harley and go Mad Max", here's some rocking music for my readers.

First, something about a girl with a little extra padding but other virtues...



Wanna tell you a story
'Bout a woman I know
When it comes to lovin'
Oh she steals the show
She ain't exactly pretty
Ain't exactly small
Forty-two, thirty-nine, fifty-six
You could say she's got it all
Never had a woman
Never had a woman like you
Doing all the things
Doing all the things you do
Ain't no fairy story
Ain't no skin and bone
But you give it all you got
Weighing in at nineteen stone
CHORUS:
You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
Whole lotta Rosie
And you're a whole lotta woman
Oh honey you can do it
Do it to me all night long
Only wanna turn
Only wanna turn me on
All through the night time
And right around the clock
To my surprise
Rosie never stops

And then... well, for people with a rather gross sense of humor - of the typical Italian type - only. Not safe for puritans, politically correct corporations and POSERS especially.


* Extra points for those who get the reference.