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Fat Gutted (a parody)
A parody of "Hot Blooded" by Gramm and Jones. For those who like their men FAT!
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Fat Gutted (parody lyrics by fat_hiker)

Well, I'm fat gutted, check it and see
I got a waistline of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than look?
I'm fat gutted, I'm fat gutted

You don't have to read my mind, to know I’m eatin’ all the time
Honey you broughta chow?
Now I want to pig, fill this ole gut ‘til it’s big
I want the chow, everything in sight right now

Now it's out to here, this fat gut I’m growin’ dear
Just bring the food, I'll show you eatin' like you never knew


That's why, I'm fat gutted, check it and see
I got a waistline of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than oogle?
I'm fat gutted, fat gutted

If I eat all night, maybe my weight will be right
Shall I stuff ‘til the light?
But you've got to give me a sign, come on girl, some kind of sign
Tell me, are you hot mama? you sure look that way to me

Am I big enough? will you be ready when I’m fully stuffed?
Is my waistline right? did you bring food for me tonight?

Yeah I'm fat gutted, check it and see
Hear the tummy rumbling inside of me
Come on baby, do you do more than look?
I'm fat gutted, fat gutted, I’m fat


Now it's up to you, I have appetite enough for two?
Or, before we do, will I have to put away a buffet or two?

Well, I'm fat gutted, check it and see
I got a waistline of a hundred and three
Come on baby, won’t you feed me?
I'm fat gutted, fat gutted

Fat gutted, every night
Fat gutted, you’re feeding me so right
Fat gutted, now you’re driving me wild
Fat gutted, I’ll gorge for you, child
Fat gutted, I’m a little bit wide
Fat gutted, but I’ve got nothing to hide
Fat gutted, you’re making me grow
Fat gutted, it’s what you love I know!
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