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Pretty Fly for a Fat Guy
“Extreme Edition”: (Fatten me up baby), oh yeah, oh yeah (Fatten me up baby), oh yeah, oh yeah (Fatten me up baby), oh yeah, oh yeah And the FFA all say I'm pretty fly for a fat guy Bigger, bigger, get; fatter fatter fatter yet Now watch that fat boy eat, he’s gonna fill his gut Stuffs himself with food, grows a bigger butt. He’s packin’ on the pounds, he wants to grow and grow, I tell ya, he’s to die for - he’s fat, ya gotta know! So don’t be late, tonight’s your date, Take him to a buffet, stuff in dessert after 8 Gotta fill that gut, gotta make him grow, He’s getting big, he’s getting big So he’s gonna eat, he thinks food’s real neat He’s got so big he might just collapse the seat - Just put a bagel in his mouth and Hey, hey, do that fat boy thing! (Fatten me up baby), oh yeah, oh yeah (Fatten me up baby), oh yeah, oh yeah (Fatten me up baby), oh yeah, oh yeah And the FFA all say I'm pretty fly for a fat guy He wears really big shirts, likes to wear a vest He fills out those 6X, puts all the seams to the test. He’ll soon need to get 8X, his belly hanging out But if you feed him well, he'll be 10X throughout! People used to scoff, now they say "Holy cow!" He's such a stud 'cause he carries flab with wow Yeah, he dresses cool - flashy is his rule What's not to like? What's not to like? He gorges through his food, and when he’s in the mood he powerchows until he cannot see his feet! He eats a ton of food to Hey! Hey! Do that fat boy thing! Now he's getting a tattoo yeah, he's getting ink done He asked for a big bear, but they drew a one-ton! His dates say he’s gotten HUGE, but that’s it’s okay, They all want to go out and feed him anyway. (Fatten me up baby), oh yeah, oh yeah (Fatten me up baby), oh yeah, oh yeah (Fatten me up baby), oh yeah, oh yeah Bigger, bigger, get; fatter fatter fatter yet He's growin' well, I gotta tell The chicks love him, bring him food to make him swell Show up at his pad, he’s always really glad Just bring some cake - just bring some cake. Yeah, he’s really vast, he gobbles really fast ‘cause he’s a quarter ton - he’s just wanton fun So feed his appetite ‘cause gaining is all right it makes his clothing tight and Hey! Hey! Do that fat boy thing!
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