Fatty Boo Lyrics

Hey, nicknamed Fatty Boo with a name Lisa
She no have no boyfriend, she live up the fridge freezer
Triple chin or facial hair, she favor geezer
Although she friend recommend, certain cream and tease herShe favorite tipple is Bacardi Breezer
Claim she 31 but no one believe her
Love randomer restaurant with she friend Anita
You should meet her, Anita's another big eaterSlipped disc for the waiter then there's always a feature
When they run go carrying food for them two creature
One night she come so much rice she nearly have a seizure
Fall off she chair, licked she head and catch amnesiaWake up in A and E and bellows she want pizza
(Give me food, ya)
Doctors quickly sign paper and release her
(One time)
Cough, 'nough police to police her
Fatty Boo you better pray nobody sees ya
(This time)Be careful of the things that you do
Say now you got plenty but the plenty could be few
This is my chance to shout it in other avenue

Say don't you be a sinner, don't you keep all for you, yeahI said a long time no you start warm as a ripple
Every little dime, every nickel, you are trouble
Watch you're little head, Fatty Boo
And give the dog a bone that could never be for youNicknamed Fatty Boo but we call her Mel life
Changed forever when she discovered channel
Now she has a mind to buy designer apparel
She no, favor gazelle but she bounced like hellWhenever she spya something to die for on the fashion channel
(17 breezer, choom)
And one like Tinker Bell, fatty, big like two church bell in parallel
Cats walk and Mel never match up too wellBut fatty was saucy, couldn't be told
She loved margo with her big nick, drifling the cold
She even bolder than the skinny girls, shoulder less
(They're mine)
And admired everywhere from her opennessMicrophone check 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2Be careful of the things that you do
Say now you got plenty but the plenty could be few
This is my chance to shout it in other avenue
Say don't you be a sinner, don't you keep all for youYeah, I said a long time no you start warm as a ripple
Every little dime, every nickel, you are trouble
Watch you're little head, fatty boo
And give the dog a bone that could never be for youBe careful of the things that you do
Say now you've got plenty but the plenty could be fewYeah, I said a long time no you start warm as a ripple
Watch you're little head Fatty Boo
And give the dog a bone that could never be for youBe careful of the things that you do
Say now you got plenty but the plenty could be few
This is my chance to shout it in other avenue
Say don't you be a sinner, don't you keep all for youYeah, I said a long time no you start warm as a ripple
Every little dime, every nickel, you are trouble
Watch you're little head, Fatty Boo
And give the dog a bone that could never be for youFinally Fatty Boo you stood with me in '73
Saturday night playing the music at my father's party
6 records on the changer often with Dan Settee
Still your gram 6 years old and I'm the manSteady with calypso to start then play reggae
One thousand bolts of holts, huh, for everybody
In the days when R&B meant Arthur Conrey
Otis Reading, Booker T and the MG'sEvery, little piece of attention as we tried to squeeze
From the father, his friends and their families
Sometime deliberately tease with the tune that won't please
And the whole room reaction set my young heart at easeIt used to be black suits and shirts with skinny ties
And they was wise and funny and funny and wise
Staying up late and playing the music
With grown ups was my prize
The little fat kid with sparkling eyes[Incomprehensible]