I will not let define me, what happens behind me,
I’m tied up with important stuff.
If my tushie is fair, only takes up one chair,
If it fits in clothes, that is enough!

‘Does my bum look too big? ‘ is another girls gig,
I never look back for diversions.
If I choose to not to see it, I don’t have to believe it,
I can dream up a thousand new versions

The one in my mind, is quite well defined,
It’s tanned ‘til the line where it’s not.
It’s smooth and well toned, shaped like 2 domes,
Like a ripe peach or apricot

I don’t mind the ruse, I simply refuse,
To miss out food that’s delicious.
If it’s up to my answer, I have the form of a dancer,
Look behind me, I’m boootylicious.

If you have a problem, with a butt that’s been wobblin’
On every given day of the week
Take a tip from me, pretend you don’t see
Or I’ll tell you to kiss my cheek ; ^)