Weight Lifting Lulu

Sweet scented woman, your strange sounding name

 Was Weight Lifting Lulu, but I'm not to blame

 For putting the gun in your grand-daddy's hand

 As he was imprinting your face in the sand.

 The part of the pork chop that you left behind,

 Has given me breakfast and rendered me blind;

 I still want you, baby, and I miss you so much.

 I hated your body, but I needed your touch.

 Weight Lifting Lulu

 Is under the lawn

 Weight Lifting Lulu

 Forever is gone.