Big Brother
Big Brother, Big Brother,
Won't you let me come in
My breasts are not plastic
Nor is my skin.
Not young and studly
Not air brush ink
But I am old enough to stand up
Be counted and think.
I'm a sexy seasoned lady
Who could use a few
Hundred thousand dollars
Delivered by you.
I'll put all my morals
High on a shelf
Be sneaky and focus
On none but myself.
I am just a West Texan
Four cats to my name
Who are aching for fortune
Of reality fame.
Sammantha, and Molly
And Tabbers and Joe
Want you to know
That they need room to grow.
I have the ambition
Of any young chick
It just takes me more coffee
If I want to be quick.
Big brother, big brother
Now, make no mistake
PBJ at breakfast
Is good as a cake.