Hazel's Hips Songtext

von Oscar Brown Jr.

HAZEL'S HIPS
(male vocal):

HAZEL'S HIPS ARE A CONCERT
OF CONTOURS AND CURVES,
AS SHE SLIPS TO AND FRO
'ROUND THE TABLES
SHE SERVES;
I BUY SIX MEALS
A DAY
IN MY FAV'RITE CAFE,
'CAUSE I SEE HAZEL
THAT WAY.
HAZEL'S EYES ARE DIVINE
AND HER HAIR IS SO FINE,
YEAH!
BUT HER HIPS
BRING THE TIPS!
HAZEL DIPS ME MY SOUP,
SERVES ME MY CUP OF TEA,
MY HEART FLIPS
WHEN I SEE
HAZEL SMILIN' AT ME;
SO I SAY,
'HONEYBUNCH,
CAN'T I HAVE YOU
FOR LUNCH?'
BUT HAZEL JUST GIVES ME
A HUNCH.
HAZEL'S LEGS
ARE A TOAST
AND HER WAIST
IS THE MOST,
BUT HER HIPS
BRING THE TIPS!
HAZEL'S HIPS
HAVE A RHYTHM
SO GENTLY CONTROLLED,
THAT HER TRIPS
TO THE KITCHEN
ARE A JOY TO BEHOLD;
LOVE TO JUST SIT
AND GAZE
AT THE WAY
HAZEL SWAYS,
WHEN SHE'S CARRYIN' TRAYS.
HAZEL'S EYES ARE DIVINE
AND HER HAIR IS SO FINE,
BUT HER HIPS,
YEAH,
HER HIPS!
(female vocal):
DON'T YOU HAND ME
NO LINE
'BOUT YOU THINK
I'M SO FINE,
HERE'S A TIP,
HAZEL'S HIP!