Hey, Fatty Boo with a name Lisa She no have no boyfriend, she up the fridge freezer chin or facial hair, she favor geezer Although she friend recommend, cream and tease her
She favorite tipple is Bacardi Claim she 31 but no one her Love randomer restaurant with she Anita You should her, Anita's another big eater
Slipped disc for the waiter then there's a feature When they run go carrying food for them two One night she come so much she nearly have a seizure Fall off she chair, she head and catch amnesia
Wake up in A and E and bellows she want (Give me food, ya) Doctors quickly sign and release her (One time) Cough, 'nough police to her Fatty Boo you better pray nobody ya (This time)
Be of the things that you do Say now you got plenty but the could 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 little dime, every nickel, you are trouble Watch you're head, Fatty Boo And give the dog a bone that never be for you
Nicknamed Fatty Boo but we her Mel life Changed forever when she discovered Now she has a to buy designer apparel She no, gazelle but she bounced like hell
she spya something to die for on the fashion channel (17 breezer, choom) And one like Tinker Bell, fatty, big like two church in parallel walk and Mel never match up too well
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 careful of the things 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 warm as a ripple Every dime, every nickel, you are trouble Watch you're little head, boo And give the dog a bone that never be for you
Be of the things that you do Say now got plenty but the plenty could be few
Yeah, I a long time no you start warm as a ripple Watch you're head Fatty Boo And the dog a bone that could never be for you
Be careful of the that you do Say now you got plenty but the plenty be few This is my to shout it in other avenue Say don't you be a sinner, don't you all for you
Yeah, I said a long time no you warm as a ripple Every little dime, every nickel, you are you're little head, Fatty Boo And give the dog a bone that could be for you
Finally Boo you stood with me in '73 Saturday night playing the music at my father's 6 records on the often with Dan Settee Still your gram 6 old and I'm the man
with calypso to start then play reggae One bolts of holts, huh, for everybody In the days when R&B Arthur Conrey Otis Reading, Booker T and the
Every, piece of attention as we tried to squeeze From the father, his friends and their Sometime tease with the tune that won't please And the whole room set my young heart at ease
It used to be black and shirts with skinny ties And they was wise and funny and funny and Staying up and playing the music With grown ups was my The little fat kid with eyes