Celebrate the Curves

People say - am I in the family way?
 But, hey, I just love my food
 I'm built like a woman's meant to be built
 With a belly, butt and boobs
 I got something to say to their rude little ways
 I put a swing in my swerve
 Excuse me, won't you, while I celebrate my curves
 Well, it sure don't matter what God gave you
 When you're strutting it down the street
 'Cause I use what I got - and some stuff that I bought
 When I'm swinging out to the beat
 Round and round my circles are bound
 Straight lines went out with my teens
 I got plenty to love, plenty to shake
 And I'm wild about making a scene!
 So won't you shake like that, shimmy like this
 I put a swing in my swerve
 Excuse me, wont you, while I celebrate my curves
 Well, I'm the gal that rocks like a motor boat
 When I'm strutting it down the street
 I got stuff that shakes like jelly on a plate
 When I'm swinging out to the beat
 So won't you shake like that, shimmy like this
 I put a swing in my swerve
 Excuse me, wont you, while I celebrate my curves
 I'm gonna mess around right now
 Excuse me, wont you, while I celebrate my curves