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