Everyone has their own taste,
on what is pretty in their eyes.
There’s a lid for every pot -
one man’s toss off, another’s prize.
My brother likes Latinas,
one of my cousins loves fat chicks.
Some people go for muscles,
others like them skinny as sticks.

I’ve got a friend from Jersey
that likes his women blonde and tall.

But I’m just looking
for a red-haired Chinese girl
with a Southern drawl.

I’ve hit each Asian buffet
between Memphis and Tupelo
and though I ain’t found her yet,
one day I’ll order her "to go".
Kung Pao chicken and cornbread…
at breakfast, grits and wonton soup.
Make love on a rocking chair,
then shoot some squirrels from our stoop.

A gal to practice Hung Gar
that still knows to call you guys "y’all".

So I’m holding out
for a red-haired Chinese girl
with a Southern drawl.