It's the Bob and Tom show.

It's the Bob and Tom Show.

Well, dinner is done. It sure was great.

You could have fed an army with the food I ate.

I must have filled my plate a good six or seven times.

The table's clear, dishes are done, and the house is ours.

Now the family is gone.

You say, let's have some fun and I can read between the lines.

You walk over to me, you say, get out of that chair.

You sit on my lap and say, let's head upstairs.

You run your hand through my hair and slip your tongue in my ear.

They're looking good with just that apron on, but I'm afraid my libido is up and gone.

I just ate a ton, and I've got some bad news, my dear.

I'm too full to f***

Maybe you're out in luck.

I'd get up if I could, but I'll be damned if I ain't stuffed.

I'm too stuffed to screw.

Too big love on you.

I'm short of breath and intercourse something I can't do.

I'm too bloated to bang.

My belly's covering my whir.

I'm just one man, but right now I weigh as much as a gay

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