Those lips, those eyes

That food, well, there ain′t nothing like a spread

To get ya in the mood

Wilbur, can't you feel the burning flame of hot desire?

You′re gonna need more than some seltzer to put out this fire

I'm wailing, "Look out old Baltimore"

I'm selling something

You can′t purchase at a ten cent store

Oh Wilbur, I feel like a princess

Come on and take me to the ball

I bet you′re tired of heavy lifting

Get your hands on something small

Because I'm big, blonde and beautiful

It′s time to face the facts, it's irrefutable

Why waste one more minute?

Now I feel brand spanking new

Hey Wilbur, take a look it′s all for

You

You?