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?