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