Hoy hoy   When Big Joan comes out   Her arms are too small   Her head like a ball   She tied off her horse   and galloped off into the moonbeams   She pulled up her blouse   and 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 sorta 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 being too small   You know something's happening   Or you wouldn't of come out like ya did   She ain't built for going 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 sets up her hands are too small   l She's outta reach   A turquoise scarf and a sleeve   Rolled up over a Merc Montclair   I'll sit up with ya Big Joan   I'm too fat to go out in the daytime   I'll stay up all night   If ya promise not to talk   About your hands being too small   Hoy hoy is she uh boy?