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