Hoy hoy

When Big Joan comes out

Her arms are too small

Her head like a ball

She tied off her horse

and galloped off into the moonbeams

She pulled up her blouse

and compared her navel to the moon

I dig my life for a while

When Big Joan sets up

Her hands are too small

She's too fat to go out in the daylight

So she rolls around all night

I'm just sorta thread

With a drooped body

I'll set up with ya Big Joan

I'm too fat to go out in the daylight

I'll stay up all night

I won't droop if you

Won't talk about your

Hands being too small

You know something's happening

Or you wouldn't of come out like ya did

She ain't built for going naked

So she can't wear any new clothes

Or go to the beach

They laugh at her body

Cause her hands are too small

When Big Joan sets up her hands are too small

l She's outta reach

A turquoise scarf and a sleeve

Rolled up over a Merc Montclair

I'll sit up with ya Big Joan

I'm too fat to go out in the daytime

I'll stay up all night

If ya promise not to talk

About your hands being too small

Hoy hoy is she uh boy?