People say - am I in the family way? But, hey, I just love my food I'm built like a woman's meant to be built With a belly, butt and boobs I got something to say to their rude little ways I put a swing in my swerve Excuse me, won't you, while I celebrate my curves Well, it sure don't matter what God gave you When you're strutting it down the street 'Cause I use what I got - and some stuff that I bought When I'm swinging out to the beat Round and round my circles are bound Straight lines went out with my teens I got plenty to love, plenty to shake And I'm wild about making a scene! So won't you shake like that, shimmy like this I put a swing in my swerve Excuse me, wont you, while I celebrate my curves Well, I'm the gal that rocks like a motor boat When I'm strutting it down the street I got stuff that shakes like jelly on a plate When I'm swinging out to the beat So won't you shake like that, shimmy like this I put a swing in my swerve Excuse me, wont you, while I celebrate my curves I'm gonna mess around right now Excuse me, wont you, while I celebrate my curves