IN THE ARMS OF DOLLY PARTON

i'd like to be...smothered by she
in the arms of dolly parton...in the shade
i'm three foot ten...i'd fit right in
in the arms of dolly parton...i would wade

those massive glands surrounding me
with dolly parton, sweet as can be
i'd like be...mothered by she
in the arms of dolly parton...center stage

it would be warm...against her form
in my little hideaway against this maid
resting my head...below her spread
in the arms of dolly parton...unafraid

they would swing and bounce around
and you all know...where i'd be found
i'd like to be...covered by she
in the arms of dolly parton...what a babe

they'd jut out...without a doubt
immoral ?...the way those things behave ?
(would you say it was depraved ?)
NO ! ...it's joy !...i'd be a happy boy
knowin'...they're slappin' in my face
(slappin' in my face)

i could see...those puppies over me
such a pair could easily amuse
i'd like to be...'neath double Ds
in the arms of dolly parton...what views
in the arms of dolly parton...what views
in the arms of dolly parton...what views