Honey Bun Rodgers and Hammerstein, South Pacific

My doll is as dainty as a sparrow
Her figure is something to applaud
Where she’s narrow
She’s as narrow an arrow
And she’s broad, where a broad should be broad
 
A hundred and one pounds of fun
That’s my little honey bun
Get a load of honey bun tonight
I’m speaking of my sweetie pie
Only sixty inches high
Every inch is packed with dynamite
 
Her hair is blond and curly
Her curls are hurly-burly
Her lips are pips, I call her hips "twirly" and "whirly"
 
She’s my baby, I’m her pap
She’s my booby, I’m her trap
I am caught and I don’t wanna run,
‘Cause I’m having so much fun with honey bun
 
I am caught and I don’t wanna run,
‘Cause I’m having so much fun with honey bun
 
Believe me sonny!
She a cookie who can cook you ‘till you’re done
Ain’t being funny!
Sonny, put your money
On my honey bun!