Well, I've been staring at you all night long. Pretty as a picture. Sitting this close with the lights down low. Hits me right in the ticker. Nobody's pulling the plug on the juke box.
She said, "Hey plow boy done ate half a cow. And I can still hear your big old belly growl. So I steamed up the mess of fresh broccoli for you. You've got calories to burn and some pounds to lose.