A Hundred Pounds Of Dynamite By Paul Reidy Chorus: She's a hundred pounds of dynamite Just under five foot nine. Curves in all the right places, And a smile that'll blow you away! Verse 1: She loves to walk in the woods, Digs up worms, baits her hook. Finds good in everything, Loves an old diamond ring! When we're alone at night She sets my soul on fire. She's the match, I'm a wick, Sparks fly every time we kiss! Chorus 2: She's a hundred pounds of dynamite Just under five foot nine. Curves in all the right places, And a smile that'll blow you away! I don't have to ask what's right, I tell by the look in her eyes. When someone asks how we met, I smile and say, "just fate I guess"! Verse 2: She's a gourmet cook for me, Even if it's a plate of beans! Tells me what I should know, If I do laundry, don't wash her clothes! Laughs whenever I guess What size of what will fit. I play it safe, Don't ask her weight! Repeat Chorus 2 Copyright © 2011 Paul Reidy All Rights Reserved Contact: Jeff Stone c/o Empire Music Co. PO Box 2145 Newburgh, NY 12550 Email: jstone3216@yahoo.com