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Bo Carter - Please Warm My Weiner

I got somethin' to tell ya baby, don't get mad this time
If you warm my wiener, you give me ease all up in my mind

Baby, please warm my wiener, oh, warm my wiener
Won't you just warm my wiener, 'cause he really don't feel right cold

Now listen here, sweet baby, I ain't no lyin' man
If you warm my wiener one time, you gonna want him again

Baby, please warm my wiener, oh, warm my wiener
Won't you just warm my wiener, 'cause he really don't feel right cold

Said some says it takes hot water, baby, can't you see
But your heat, baby's, plenty warm enough for me

Baby, please warm my wiener, oh, warm my wiener
Won't you just warm my wiener, 'cause he really don't feel right cold

Now listen here sweet baby, it ain't no fake
I'm beggin' you baby, now just give your daddy one break

Baby, please warm my wiener, oh, warm my wiener
Won't you just warm my wiener, 'cause he really don't feel right cold

Now listen here, sweet baby, you know the time's growin' old
I don't want you to warm half of my wiener, I want you to warm him all

Baby, please warm my wiener, oh, warm my wiener
Won't you just warm my wiener, 'cause he really don't feel right cold

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