Låttexter: Eddy Arnold. So Round So Firm So Fully Packed.

So round so firm so fully packed that's my gal
So complete from front to back that's my pal
(Tosted} Toasted by the sun and I'm a son of a gun
If She don't make my five o'clock shadow come around at one
You can bet your boots had walked for miles through the snow
Just to see her tooth paste (face) smile they mentioned on the radio
If you don't think she's lot of fun just ask the man who owns one (once wants)
So round so firm so fully packed that's my gal
[ steel - guitar ]
So round so firm so fully packed she's for me
She's just like a money (bag) back guarantee
Like a barfly goes for drink like a (bobysocks) bobbysocks go for Frank

And just like Jesse James he go for money in the bank
From a head to foot she's a perfect size she's a (wist) whiz
But she wears a forty-five gun that is
She's got a look that's so (impression) impressin' she's got furs that's sorta fashion
So round so firm so fully packed that's my gal