Hey, Fatty Boo with a name Lisa She no no boyfriend, she live up the fridge freezer chin or facial hair, she favor geezer Although she friend recommend, cream and tease her
She tipple is Bacardi Breezer Claim she 31 but no one her Love randomer restaurant with she Anita You should her, Anita's 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 rice she have a seizure Fall off she chair, 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 police to her Fatty Boo you pray nobody sees ya (This time)
Be careful of the that you do Say now you got plenty but the 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 time no you start warm as a ripple Every dime, every nickel, you are trouble Watch little head, Fatty Boo And give the dog a bone could never be for you
Fatty Boo but we call her Mel life Changed forever when she discovered Now she has a mind to buy apparel She no, favor but she bounced 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 walk and Mel never match up too
But fatty was saucy, couldn't be She loved margo with her big nick, the cold She even bolder than the skinny girls, shoulder (They're mine) And admired from 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 to shout it in other avenue Say you be a sinner, don't 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 give the dog a bone could never be for you
Be careful of the that you do Say now you've got plenty but the plenty be few
Yeah, I said a time no you start warm as a ripple Watch little head Fatty Boo And give the dog a that could never be for you
Be of the things 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 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 give the dog a bone could never be for you
Finally Fatty Boo you stood me in '73 Saturday night 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
Steady with calypso to start then 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 From the father, his friends and their Sometime deliberately with the tune that won't please And the whole room reaction set my young heart at
It used to be black and shirts with skinny ties And was wise and funny and funny and wise Staying up late and playing the grown ups was my prize The little fat kid with eyes