Hey, nicknamed Boo with a name Lisa She no have no boyfriend, she up the fridge freezer Triple chin or facial hair, she favor Although she friend recommend, cream and tease her
She favorite is Bacardi Breezer she 31 but no one believe her Love randomer restaurant she friend Anita You should meet her, Anita's another big
Slipped disc for the then there's always a feature When they run go carrying for them two creature One night she come so much rice she nearly a seizure Fall off she chair, she head and catch amnesia
up in A and E and bellows she want pizza (Give me food, ya) Doctors quickly sign and release her (One time) Cough, police to police her Fatty Boo you better pray nobody 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 shout it in avenue Say don't you be a sinner, you keep all for you, yeah
I said a long time no you start warm as a Every little dime, nickel, you are trouble Watch little head, Fatty Boo And give the dog a that could never be for you
Nicknamed Fatty Boo but we her Mel life forever when she discovered channel Now she has a to buy designer apparel She no, favor gazelle but she bounced hell
Whenever she spya something to die for on the fashion (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 than the skinny girls, shoulder less (They're mine) And admired everywhere from her
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Be of the things that you do Say now you got plenty but the plenty 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 Watch you're little head, boo And the dog a bone that could never be for you
Be careful of the that you do Say now you've got plenty but the could be few
Yeah, I said a long time no you warm as a ripple Watch you're little head 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 plenty be few is my chance to shout it in other avenue Say don't you be a sinner, you keep all for you
Yeah, I a long time no you start warm as a ripple Every little dime, every nickel, you are Watch little head, Fatty Boo And the dog a bone that could never be for you
Fatty Boo you stood with me in '73 Saturday night the music at my father's party 6 records on the changer with Dan Settee Still gram 6 years old and I'm the man
Steady calypso to start then play reggae One thousand of holts, huh, for everybody In the when R&B meant Arthur Conrey Reading, Booker T and the MG's
Every, piece of attention as we tried to squeeze the father, his friends and their families Sometime deliberately tease with the tune won't please And the whole reaction set my young heart at ease
It used to be black suits and shirts skinny ties And they was wise and funny and and wise Staying up late and the music grown ups was my prize The fat kid with sparkling eyes