Woman

Composed and sung by Ryan Kirkconnell


I dont care if you arent quite proportioned just right
It doesnt matter if you take up the whole bed at night
I dont mind that you sat down and broke my favorite chair
When you plopped down on it with your huge derriere
And I admit its not the dress that makes you look fat
But I still love you and thats that
Thats right, I really dont care if you weigh a ton
Now make me a sammich, woman

You really cant do math, and youre not too well read
I sometimes wonder just whats in your head
You cant even drive a car; youve got no trade
You almost flunked out of second grade
And youre a terrible conversationalist
But Im still glad that God allows you to exist
To be quite honest, talking to you isnt much fun
So just make me a sammich, woman

Ooo, ooo, ooo, What was that?
Did I hear you speak?
Oh, whats that, you say were out of bread again?
I guess we should go to the store, then
But when all this stupid shopping is done
You better make me a samich, woman

Now were home, so whatcha doin just standing there
Youre frozen in place with this big, blank stare
We bought the bread, lettuce, and three types of meat
So get yourself in the kitchen, use those size thirteen feet
Ya know, you may be dumb, and rather overweight
But you know all the best ways to put food on my plate
Its long past one; my lunch should already have begun
Make me a BLT with a poppy seed bun
Im really quite hungry, and now this song is done
So go make me a sammich, woman

Category:

Music

Tags:

• make
• me
• sammich
• sandwich
• woman
• Kirkconnell

[StopSexualUrges]

LMAO  : )

[TheBigJLT]

I love it Ryan. It is ABSOLUTELY AWESOME!

[parquar]

that was funny Ryan