Song Description
Fat girls
| Song Length |
2:13 |
Genre |
|
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Glad |
Subject |
Comedy, Funny |
Lyrics
She sits in squalid splendor, refuse at her feet
Nothin' else in her world, so she just sits and eats
Got her own refrigerator built into her chair
Twenty pounds of bon bons and Diet Coke stashed in there
Chorus: Fat girls, fat girls, don't give up on life
Fat boys, fat boys, are lookin' for a wife
Her face looks like a pizza, a large with olives and 'shrums
And her armpits drip residue like NBA locker rooms
Hair sproutin' from giant moles, zits poppin' on her chin
That moustache on her upper lip, is the only thing she's got that's thin
CHORUS
She once had a boyfriend, he seemed heaven sent
He went down, now he's not around; no one knows where he went
Searched all her nooks and crannies, and all her cavities
Finally found his watch, stuck in her crotch, in a hunk of gouda cheese
CHORUS X 2