I like big books and I cannot lie
You other readers can’t deny
That when a writer walks in with an itty bitty pen
And an autograph in your face
You get sprung

Wanna pull up tough
Cuz you notice that book was stuffed
Deep in the cover it’s wearing
I’m hooked and I can’t stop staring
Oh, baby I wanna get with ya
And read your scripture

My book club tried to warn me
But that cover model you got
Make Me so horney
Ooh, Mr. Show-Me-Some-Skin
You say you want me to read you in bed
Well excuse me excuse me I won’t be your book groupy

I see them pages turnin’  
hot and sexy with romancin’
It’s Sweat, Wet, got it goin’ like a character set

I’m tired of magazines
Saying ebooks are the thing
Take the average hardback and ask it that
If it has enough pages to stack

So Readers (yeah) Reviewers (yeah)
Has your book got the cover lust (hell yeah!)
Well shake it, shake it, shake it, Paul Marron shake that healthy butt
Baby got book!