Fat Ass

Fat Ass. Fat Ass
Eating all the time
They could land a jet plane on your behind

You waddle down the hallway
But can't squeeze through the door
You don't care
You'll eat food right off the floor

Fat Ass. Fat Ass
Feeding your fat face
Once had a lover but she needed space

Far away from the danger
You always were to her
A knife in one hand
Fork in the other

Fat Ass. Fat Ass
Why can't you see
Your girth ain't never gonna set you free

Not when feeding your fat face
Remains your only fear
Diet's a word
You never want to hear

Fat Ass. Fat Ass
Eating three square meals
just for breakfast and it ain't cereal

Ravenously feasting all day long
Packing on the pounds
Ten a minute will make you nice and round

Fat Ass. Fat Ass
Don't you sit on me
Should be two hundred
Not a thousand-three

A piano will be your coffin
There is no doubt.
unless of course you eat your way out.

Fat Ass. Fat Ass
Eating all the time
They could land a jet plane
On your behind