Big Boned Gal — K.D. Lang

K.d. lang/ben mink She was a big boned gal From southern alberta You just couldn't call her small And you can bet every saturday night She'd be heading for the legion hall

Put her blue dress on And she'd curl her hair Oh she's been waiting all week And with a bounce in her step And a wiggle in her walk She'd be swinging down the street

You could tell she was ready By the look in her eye As she slipped in through the crowd She walked with grace As she entered the place Ya, the big boned gal was proud

Hey hey the big boned gal Ain't no doubt hse's a natural Shakin' and a'snakin' And a'breakin' up across the floor Hey hey the big boned gal Ain't no doubt she's a natural Reelin' and a'rockin' And she's yelling out for more Now people would come From miles around And gather there to dance But when the big boned gal came shufflin' in She'd hold them in a trance