Lyrics

Well, when you ain't got nobody, anybody looks nice Don't take much to make you stop and look twice And it's either feast or famine, I've found out that it's true And I'm hungry as a bull dog, baby, how about you? And when you ain't got no big mama, all the mamas look hot And when lovin' is your weakness, you're just bound to get caught And the story never changes, history tells it so plain And I'll be your Dick, honey, if you'll just be my Jane And when you ain't got nobody, anybody looks nice It don't take much to make you stop and look twice And it's either feast or famine, I've found out that it's true And I'm hungry as a bull dog, baby, how about you? Baby, how about you? How about you?