| 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
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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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| 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’m (unintelligible) 'cause my dues have been paid
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| I won’t be a fat boy any more
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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
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| Now I got a little woman, had a kiss each day
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| She likes my looks and some of my ways
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| Glad I ain’t 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
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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 |