Twenty-five pounds of pure cane sugar
She`s got in each and every kiss
You wouldn`t know what I`m talking `bout
If you never had a love like this
Well, I don`t mean to be frank with you all
It`s a natural fact
Good things come wrapped up in small, small packages now
Well you can`t argue with that
Oh, oh, yeah
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul, oh, oh
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Twenty-five pounds of tenderness
She got in each and every touch
Twenty-five pounds of understanding my woman
`Cause I was the one running `round town worrying too much
Twenty-four pounds of Sunday
That I can`t see, yeah
And it all adds up to ninety-nine big pounds
Oh, I`m talking about a feline friend
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul