Peggy Seeger - Vital Statistics lyrics

He was sittin' at the bar
When she come walkin' in
He looked her up and down and turned
To the barman with a grin
"Hey Joe, get a load of that
Oh, what a bit of stuff 38-26-38
That just about sums her up"

He whistled and winked as she looked around
And went to joined her friend
Stamped his feet
Clapped his hands the show is just for him
"38-D the size for me!" he
Called in a raucus voice
"She's the sort who's there to sort
The men out from the boys"

She came to the bar called to her friend
"Hey Maggie, come and see
A prime example of 42-52-41 3"
Says "Hey now don't get personal
No need to talk like that
I thought you were a lady
I only wanted to chat
I was only being friendly Joe
She went and took it wrong
But, if she's going to get personal
I'll be movin' along"

She says "3 is just what nature gave
When she put you on the shelf
You've only got one personal thing
The thing you made yourself
From the bottom up let's have a look
And see what makes the hero 3 41-52-42 0"