Baby I was born that far away so I speak english as a se-cond language I don't understand the words I say There's no word that rymes with language Lucky that I have a smoken' body Cause I only sing in jibberish Lucky that I am uh such a hottie Watch my hips go quiverish Good news for you, I'm double jointed, too Whatever, don't matter I can sing about pancake batter I will shake my derier And you won't go nowhere Bend over, come under Come enjoy my thighs of thunder I'll just toss my hips and hair And you won't go nowhere Lucky, that my hips arn't only droopy When I shake them they move mountains Lucky that these breasts are proud and perky And my lips are full and poutin' Time to crawl into the mud Whatever, don't matter You wouldn't listen if I were fatter That I got a spicy rear So you won't go nowhere Peek under, turn over I make no sense if you are sober So I clash my hips and hair And you won't go nowhere