Every Little Piece of You

Weaver

 

Your heart is very dear to me
That's why I keep it in a jar
And when I want to hold your hand
It's in the glovebox of my car
Your hair so long and lustrous
I use for stitching buttons
Your legs went in a casserole
Much tastier than mutton
Your bottom is my pillow
Your toes are nice to chew
And when I clean the toilet
I use that special part of you

Your ears are on a keyring
In the pocket of my jeans
Your liver with chianti
And tasty fava beans
Your bosom full and round dear,
I made into a holder
To keep my bowling ball in
The handle is your shoulder
Your eyes are by the teevee
Your arms are on the chair
Everywhere I go dear,
I know you're always there

And when the ask me why I did it love,
It's just because I care

 

Weaver 2k4

 

 

 

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