Luyện nghe bài hát Fatty Boo

Hey, nicknamed Fatty Boo with a Lisa
She no have no boyfriend, she live up the fridge
chin or facial hair, she favor geezer
Although she friend recommend, certain cream and her

She favorite tipple is Breezer
Claim she 31 but no one her
Love restaurant with she friend Anita
You should meet her, Anita's another big

disc for the waiter then there's always a feature
When they run go food for them two creature
One she come so much rice she nearly have a seizure
Fall off she chair, licked she and catch amnesia

Wake up in A and E and bellows she want
(Give me food, ya)
Doctors quickly sign paper and her
(One time)
Cough, police to police her
Fatty Boo you better pray sees ya
(This time)

Be of the things that you do
Say now you got but the plenty could be few
is my chance to shout it in other avenue
Say don't you be a sinner, don't you all for you, yeah

I said a long no you start warm as a ripple
Every little dime, every nickel, you are
Watch you're little head, Boo
And give the dog a bone that could be for you

Nicknamed Boo but we call her Mel life
Changed forever when she discovered
Now she has a mind to buy apparel
She no, favor gazelle but she like hell

Whenever she spya something to die for on the channel
(17 breezer, choom)
And one like Tinker Bell, fatty, big like two church in parallel
Cats and Mel never match up too well

But fatty was saucy, couldn't be
She margo with her big nick, drifling the cold
She even bolder than the skinny girls, less
(They're mine)
And admired everywhere her openness

Microphone 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2

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 don't you be a sinner, don't you all for you

Yeah, I said a long no you start warm as a ripple
Every dime, every nickel, you are trouble
Watch little 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 said a long no you start warm as a ripple
you're little head Fatty Boo
And give the dog a bone could never be for you

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 avenue
Say don't you be a sinner, you keep all for you

Yeah, I said a long no you start warm as a ripple
little dime, every nickel, you are trouble
Watch little head, Fatty Boo
And give the dog a bone that never be for you

Finally Fatty Boo you with me in '73
Saturday night the music at my father's party
6 records on the often with Dan Settee
your gram 6 years old and I'm the man

Steady with calypso to start then play
One thousand bolts of holts, huh, for
In the when R&B meant Arthur Conrey
Otis Reading, Booker T and the

Every, little piece of as we tried to squeeze
From the father, his friends and families
Sometime tease with the tune that won't please
And the whole room reaction set my young at ease

It used to be black suits and shirts skinny ties
And they was wise and funny and funny and
Staying up and playing the music
grown ups was my prize
The fat kid with sparkling eyes