Three Hundred Pounds of Hongry Lyrics

Lyricist- Eddie Hinton Donnie Fritts

Artist- Marcia Ball

Album- So Many Rivers


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Three hundred pounds of hongry
Down to the house every Sunday
Boil them taters and butter them buns
Licking that grease right off them thumbs
Three hundred pounds, as tall as he's round
And every pound of that body's so fine
I can hardly believe that it's all mine

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