When Big Joan Sets Up

Hoy, hoy!



When Big Joan comes out

Her arms are too small

Her head's like a ball



She's tied off her horse

And galloped off into the moonbeams

She pulled up her blouse

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 saw the 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 bein' too small

You know something's happenin'

Or you wouldn't off come out like you did



She ain't built for goin' 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 sits up

Her hands are too small

She's out of reach



A turquoise scarf and sleeve

Rolled up over a Merc Montclair



I'll sit up with you big Joan

I'm too fat to go out in the daytime

I'll stay up all night

If you promise not to talk about your hands bein' too small

Hoy, hoy, is she a boy?