[Verse 1] Kimmii, my lady, through the greenwood we roam, Hand in hand, no map, every trail feels like home. You call from behind with that grin in your eyes, I turn around laughing, caught up in surprise. [Chorus] Butter ball, baldie, bulky balls, Butter ball, baldie, bulky balls, You say it, I turn, and I answer your call: Butter ball, baldie, bulky balls. [Verse 2] When your man comes rolling, better step aside, He floats down the path with a big-hearted stride. No raft for this fellow, he glides through the green, And the odd little nickname’s the best one I’ve seen. [Chorus] Butter ball, baldie, bulky balls, Butter ball, baldie, bulky balls, You say it, I turn, and I answer your call: Butter ball, baldie, bulky balls. [Bridge] Let’s play a guitar, keep the laughter along, No need to go further; we know where we belong. The moral is simple, wherever we are: Butter ball, baldie, bulky balls is a star. [Final Chorus] Butter ball, baldie, bulky balls, Butter ball, baldie, bulky balls, Kimmii calls sweetly, I answer it all: Butter ball, baldie, bulky balls. [Outro] Hand in hand where the tall green trees sway, My fair lady smiles, and we wander away.
