Hey, nicknamed Fatty Boo with a Lisa She no have no boyfriend, she live up the freezer Triple or facial hair, she favor geezer Although she recommend, certain cream and tease her
She favorite tipple is Bacardi Claim she 31 but no one her Love randomer restaurant with she friend You should meet her, another big eater
Slipped for the waiter then there's always a feature When they run go carrying for them two creature One night she come so much she nearly have a seizure Fall off she chair, licked she head and amnesia
Wake up in A and E and bellows she want (Give me food, ya) Doctors quickly sign and release her (One time) Cough, 'nough police to her Fatty Boo you better nobody sees ya (This time)
Be careful of the that you do Say now you got but the plenty could be few This is my chance to it in other avenue Say don't you be a sinner, don't you keep all for you,
I a long time no you start warm as a ripple little dime, every nickel, you are trouble Watch you're little head, Boo And give the dog a that could never be for you
Nicknamed Fatty Boo but we her Mel life Changed when she discovered channel Now she has a mind to buy apparel She no, favor gazelle but she bounced like
Whenever she spya something to die for on the fashion (17 breezer, choom) And one Tinker Bell, fatty, big like two church bell in parallel Cats walk and Mel match up too well
But fatty was saucy, couldn't be She margo with her big nick, drifling the cold She even bolder the skinny girls, shoulder less (They're mine) And admired everywhere her openness
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Be of the things that you do Say now you got plenty but the could be few This is my chance to shout it in other Say you be a sinner, don't you keep all for you
Yeah, I said a time no you start warm as a ripple Every little dime, nickel, you are trouble Watch you're head, fatty boo And give the dog a that could never be for you
Be careful of the that you do Say now got plenty but the plenty could be few
Yeah, I a long time no you start warm as a ripple Watch you're little head Boo And give the dog a that could never be for you
Be of the things that you do Say now you got but the plenty could be few This is my to shout it in other avenue Say don't you be a sinner, don't you all for you
Yeah, I said a time no you start warm as a ripple Every little dime, nickel, you are trouble Watch you're head, Fatty Boo And give the dog a bone that never be for you
Fatty Boo you stood with me in '73 Saturday night playing the music at my party 6 records on the changer often with Dan Still your 6 years old and I'm the man
Steady with to start then play reggae One thousand of holts, huh, for everybody In the days when R&B Arthur Conrey Reading, Booker T and the MG's
Every, little piece of attention as we to squeeze From the father, his and their families Sometime deliberately with the tune that won't please And the whole room reaction set my young heart at
It used to be black suits and with skinny ties And was wise and funny and funny and wise Staying up and playing the music With ups was my prize The little fat kid with sparkling