Let 'Em Bounce

(With apologies to Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II-- to the tune of "Shall We Dance" from "The King and I"):

Let 'em bounce (boom boom boom)
Chuck your bra in the furnace
Let 'em bounce (boom boom boom).
Let 'em bounce (boom boom boom)
It's the sort of thing the Wowsers would denounce (boom boom boom).
I renounce
Any chance to cop a feel as past you flounce (boom boom boom)
If you're in my vicinity
Please display your femininity
It's just what you should announce.
If they're firm or they're saggin'
If they're jigglin' or they're waggin'
Let 'em bounce, let 'em bounce, let 'em bounce (boom boom boom).

Let 'em bounce (bip bip bip)
Let the laundry have your boxers
Let 'em bounce (bip bip bip).
Let 'em bounce (bip bip bip)
Let the world savor every precious ounce (bip bip bip).
I would pounce
On a chance to display my vast amounts.
Whatever your affinity
Just display your masculinity
And we'll carefully keep accounts.
As you haul 'em or you tote 'em
Just maintain a supple scrotum
Let 'em bounce, let'em bounce, let 'em bounce.