Hey, Fatty Boo with a name Lisa She no have no boyfriend, she live up the fridge Triple chin or facial hair, she geezer Although she friend recommend, certain and tease her
She favorite tipple is Bacardi she 31 but no one believe her Love restaurant with she friend Anita You should meet her, Anita's another big
Slipped disc for the waiter then there's always a they run go carrying food for them two creature One night she come so much rice she have a seizure off she chair, licked she head and catch amnesia
Wake up in A and E and bellows she pizza (Give me food, ya) Doctors quickly sign and release her (One time) Cough, 'nough to police her Boo you better pray nobody sees ya (This time)
Be careful of the that you do Say now you got plenty but the plenty be few This is my chance to shout it in avenue Say don't you be a sinner, don't you keep all for you,
I said a time no you start warm as a ripple Every dime, every nickel, you are trouble Watch you're little head, Boo And give the dog a bone that could be for you
Nicknamed Fatty Boo but we her Mel life Changed forever she discovered channel Now she has a mind to buy designer She no, favor but she bounced like hell
Whenever she spya to die for on the fashion channel (17 breezer, choom) And one Tinker Bell, fatty, big like two church bell in parallel Cats walk and Mel never match up too
But fatty was saucy, be told She loved margo with her big nick, drifling the She even bolder than the skinny girls, shoulder (They're mine) And admired everywhere her openness
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Be careful of the that you do Say now you got but the plenty could be few This is my chance to shout it in avenue Say don't you be a sinner, you keep all for you
Yeah, I said a time no you start warm as a ripple Every dime, every nickel, you are trouble Watch you're head, fatty boo And give the dog a bone that could be for you
Be careful of the that you do Say now got plenty but the plenty could be few
Yeah, I said a time no you start warm as a ripple you're little head Fatty Boo And give the dog a bone that could be for you
Be careful of the that you do Say now you got plenty but the could be few This is my chance to shout it in avenue Say you be a sinner, don't you keep all for you
Yeah, I said a long time no you start warm as a Every dime, every nickel, you are trouble Watch little head, Fatty Boo And the dog a bone that could never be for you
Finally Fatty Boo you stood me in '73 night playing the music at my father's party 6 records on the changer with Dan Settee Still your gram 6 old and I'm the man
with calypso to start then play reggae One thousand bolts of holts, huh, for In the days when R&B meant Conrey Otis Reading, Booker T and the
Every, little of attention as we tried to squeeze the father, his friends and their families Sometime deliberately tease with the tune that won't And the room reaction set my young heart at ease
It used to be suits and shirts with skinny ties And they was wise and funny and and wise Staying up and playing the music With grown ups was my The little fat kid sparkling eyes