"You're my new Psychiatrist. We've talked online for months and I've finally come to you in person hoping you can help me get over my fear of big tits. I arrive and you're wearing something professional but your tits are so huge you are showing a mile of cleavage. I think I'm starting to hyperventilate. Can you help me?"

Come on baby (Don't fear the Huge tits)
Baby take my hand (Don't fear the Huge Tits)
We'll be able to fly (Don't fear the Huge Tits)
Baby, you're a man
La la la la la
La la la la la.

Cue the guitar solo.