Hoy, hoy
When Big Joan comes out, her arms are too small
Her head's like a ball
She's tied off her horse
And galloped off into the moonbeams
She pulled up her blouse, compared her navel to the moon
I dig my life for a while
When big Joan sets up
Her hands are too small
She's too fat to go out in the daylight
So she rolls around all night
I just saw the thread with a drooped body
I'll set up with you, big Joan
I'm too fat to go out in the daylight
I'll stay up all night
I won't droop if you won't talk about your hands bein' too small
You know something's happenin' or you wouldn't have come out like you did
She ain't built for goin' naked
So she can't wear any new clothes or go to the beach
They laugh at her body 'cause her hands are too small
When big Joan sits up, her hands are too small
She's out of reach
A turquoise scarf and silver rolled up over a Merc Montclair
I'll sit up with you Big Joan
I'm too fat to go out in the daytime
I'll stay up all night
If you promise not to talk about your hands bein' too small
Hoy, hoy, is she a boy?
Captain Beefheart & the Magic Band - When Big Joan Sets Up Lyrics
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Hoy, hoy
When Big Joan comes out, her arms are too small
Her head's like a ball
She's tied off her horse
And galloped off into the moonbeams
She pulled up her blouse, compared her navel to the moon
I dig my life for a while
When big Joan sets up
Her hands are too small
She's too fat to go out in the daylight
So she rolls around all night
I just saw the thread with a drooped body
I'll set up with you, big Joan
I'm too fat to go out in the daylight
I'll stay up all night
I won't droop if you won't talk about your hands bein' too small
You know something's happenin' or you wouldn't have come out like you did
She ain't built for goin' naked
So she can't wear any new clothes or go to the beach
They laugh at her body 'cause her hands are too small
When big Joan sits up, her hands are too small
She's out of reach
A turquoise scarf and silver rolled up over a Merc Montclair
I'll sit up with you Big Joan
I'm too fat to go out in the daytime
I'll stay up all night
If you promise not to talk about your hands bein' too small
Hoy, hoy, is she a boy?
When Big Joan comes out, her arms are too small
Her head's like a ball
She's tied off her horse
And galloped off into the moonbeams
She pulled up her blouse, compared her navel to the moon
I dig my life for a while
When big Joan sets up
Her hands are too small
She's too fat to go out in the daylight
So she rolls around all night
I just saw the thread with a drooped body
I'll set up with you, big Joan
I'm too fat to go out in the daylight
I'll stay up all night
I won't droop if you won't talk about your hands bein' too small
You know something's happenin' or you wouldn't have come out like you did
She ain't built for goin' naked
So she can't wear any new clothes or go to the beach
They laugh at her body 'cause her hands are too small
When big Joan sits up, her hands are too small
She's out of reach
A turquoise scarf and silver rolled up over a Merc Montclair
I'll sit up with you Big Joan
I'm too fat to go out in the daytime
I'll stay up all night
If you promise not to talk about your hands bein' too small
Hoy, hoy, is she a boy?
Writer: Don Van Vliet
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC