Whole Lotta Rosie (Live from the Atlantic Studios, New York, NY - December 1977)

[Intro] We have a song about the biggest, fattest lady in the world And she's from Tas— a Tasmanian devil 305 pounds And it's called "Whole Lotta Rosie" (One, two, three, four) Wanna tell you a story 'Bout a woman I know Ah, come to lovin' She steals the show She ain't exactly pretty She ain't exactly small Fourty-two, thirty-nine, fifty-six, you could say she's got it all Oh, I wanted it all, hey Ow [Verse 1] Well, I never had a woman, never had a woman like you Doin' all the things, doin' all the things you do Ain't no fairy story Ain't no skin and bones But you give it all you got And you now weighin' at nineteen stone [Pre-Chorus] Oh, you're a whole lotta woman A whole lotta woman [Chorus] Wholе lotta Rosie Whole lotta Rosie Wholе lotta Rosie You're a whole lotta woman [Verse 2] Oh, honey, you can do it, do it to me all night long Oh, you're the only one that turn, only one that turn me on All through the night time Right around the clock Come on, Rosie, give me lovin' Baby, never stop [Pre-Chorus] Oh, you're a whole lotta woman A whole lotta woman [Chorus] Whole lotta Rosie Whole lotta Rosie Whole lotta Rosie You're a whole lotta woman [Guitar Solo] Ow Whole lotta woman [Pre-Chorus] Oh, you're a whole lotta woman A whole lotta woman [Chorus] Whole lotta Rosie Whole lotta Rosie Whole lotta Rosie You're a whole lotta woman-man-man-man-man, yeah, yeah, yeah [Guitar Solo] Whole lotta Rosie Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie Ow Yeah [Outro] Whole lotta Rosie Wow, hey