Fat Boy

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[Verse 1]
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Well used to be heavy but now I'm thin
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Belly hung over, now my chest caves in
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Eyes are glassy and my britches fit me right
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My feet are still long and my hair is too
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You don't have to move over 'cause I can get through
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I won't be a fat boy any more

[Verse 2]
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Well I couldn't play ball 'cause I couldn't run fast
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Never got a date 'cause I never got asked
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Couldn't jump high or walk around too long
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Couldn't talk too much about the women I had
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Friends talked about them made me feel real bad
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I won't be a fat boy any more

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[Verse 3]
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Well, the girls would tell me that my eyes was blue
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Sometimes I told 'em that theirs was too
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Said I was funny and sweeter than mama's pie
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For many long years I hardly ever got laid
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Now I know dammit that my dues have been paid
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I won't be a fat boy any more

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 4]
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Well I used to go drinking and look for my bride
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Walk into parties and the girls would hide
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They didn't want no fat boys in they rooms
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They always used to tell me we could be good friends
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You can sleep on the pallet when the party ends
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I won't be a fat boy any more

[Verse 5]
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Now I got a little woman that I kiss each day
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She likes my looks and some of my ways
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Glad I'm not a fat boy any more
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Her hair's real curly and her eyes real brown
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She rubs my belly when I'm laying down
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I won't be a fat boy any more

[Verse 6]
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Yeah, I used to be heavy but now I'm thin
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Belly hung over, now my chest caves in
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Eyes are glassy and my britches fit me right
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My feet are still long and my hair is too
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You don't have to move over 'cause I can get through
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I won't be a fat boy any more
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I won't be a fat boy any more