Big Bottom - Spinal Tap

The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin'

That’s what I said

The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand

Or so I have read

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo

I’d like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Big bottom, big bottom

Talk about bum cakes, my girl’s got 'em

Big bottom drive me out of my mind

How could I leave this behind?

I met her on Monday, 'twas my lucky bun day

You know what I mean

I love her each weekday, each velvety cheek day

You know what I mean

My love gun’s loaded and she’s in my sights

Big game is waiting there inside her tights, yeah

Big bottom, big bottom

Talk about mud flaps, my girl’s got 'em

Big bottom drive me out of my mind

How could I leave this behind?

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo

I’d like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Big bottom, big bottom

Talk about bum cakes, my girl’s got 'em

Big bottom drive me out of my mind

How could I leave this behind?