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
 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?