Lyrics

Some folks say you don't do right You're mean in the morning then you're gone all night But I don't care You've got that belly I idolize Your hair is long and your waist is trim You own three quarters of IBM You think I care? Honey, I don't care You got that belly I idolize When I come home feeling all tired out and all worn Your belly, your belly's there, just like a port in a storm Yes, yes, that's how it is You've got that belly I idolize