Whole Lotta Rosie
Wanna tell you a story
‘Bout a Hobbit I know.
When it comes to Samwise,
Oh, she steals his show.
She ain’t quite an Elf-queen.
Ain’t exactly tall.
But at only three-foot-six,
You could say she’s got it all!
Never had a woman,
Never had a woman like you!
Dancin’ with those ribbons
In your hair like only you do!
Like a fairy-story,
In a Tolkien kind of way.
She’ll give you all she’s got,
And she’ll cook up six meals a day!
She’s a whole lotta Hobbit!
A whole lotta Hobbit!
Whole lotta Rosie!
And she’s a whole lotta Hobbit!
Oh, see her dancin’ under
That Party Tree, just for you.
Have another ale,
And then you’ll get a double view.
All through the nighttime,
And right around the clock,
Out of Hobbit ladies,
Rosie’s always tops!
She’s a whole lotta Hobbit!
A whole lotta Hobbit!
Whole lotta Rosie!
And she’s a whole lotta Hobbit!