CHUNKY-DUNKIN’
words & music by Paul Alvin

(v1) There’s nothin’ skinny about me dippin’
In a lake with no clothes on
My pear-shaped figure means I’m a little bigger
It don’t exactly say, “Show’s on!”
So I tote a little weight but I still get a date
With my friends and some summer funnin’
Call it what you want, write it down in big font,
For me, it’s called “chunky-dunkin’”

(ch1) Hit that sa---ndbar in a dead sprint
Bre---eze blowin’, man, I was doin’ it
Close your eyes and hide the children
From the streakin’ pumpkin
‘Cause there’s nothin’ more free on a moonlit night
Than a little chunky-dunkin’

(v2) Blew up that water with a cannonball
The chill took my breathe away
That moss gave me a wedgey I’ll never forget
Man, I thought, “well, what the hey?!”
Popped up, shook off, and looked back at the shore
I saw my friends just-a belly-laughin’
Then all of a sudden I re—al------ized
I was the only one ‘chunky-dunkin’’

(ch1) Hit that sa---ndbar in a dead sprint
Bre---eze blowin’, man, I was doin’ it
Close your eyes and hide the children
From the streakin’ pumpkin
‘Cause there’s nothin’ more free on a moonlit night
Than a little chunky-dunkin’

(br) Well I had a decision make right then
Do embarrass myself at the shore---- (…pause…)
Then I popped up and yelled with a smile,
“Whatta ya waitin’ for?!!”

(ch2) Hit that sa---ndbar in a dead sprint
Bre---eze blowin’, man, they was doin’ it
Close your eyes and hide the children
They all are started chunky-dunkin’

(ch1) Hit that sa---ndbar in a dead sprint
Bre---eze blowin’, man, I was doin’ it
Close your eyes and hide the children
From the streakin’ pumpkin
‘Cause there’s nothin’ more free on a moonlit night
Than a little chunky-dunkin’