Lyrics Mass Appeal - Hub City Stompers

Mass Appeal

I’m the one that’s out of step, I guess I’m the freak
Living in a nation where the chic all look like junkies
I find your skin & bones funky
I want a girl with something in the trunky
But if dimensions ain’t flat
The narrow hips & minds declare you «fat»
Skip a meal for the ideal of the skindustry
Think they’re visionaries but I call them all assassins
With the judgements they’re passin'
Tell a girl of 13 what she has to fit her ass in
Silicone on a stick
Ain’t nothing next to natural and thick
You take the stem I’ll take the bloom
Outside that Torrid dressing room
That’s where you’ll find me chillin'
So take Kate Moss 'cause I want Kate Dillon
The «F» in F-A-T reads «PH» to me!
I said the «F» in F-A-T reads «PH» to me!
Skinny Minny get the fuck out' my face!
You look like you’re about to waste away to nothin'
I want a girl with some stuffin'
A couple extra pads of butter on that muffin
It ain’t a fetish, it’s taste
For those with hips and waist and body graced
And «Mr.
Perfect» with your insecurities
You point and tease but, nigga please, you’re all 'bout jookin'!
Big Mama’s got something cookin'
Won’t admit it but you’d hit it when your boys ain’t lookin'
But in the end it’s your loss
Allowing shepherd’s flock to be the boss
Your true desires, they shine through
When others' eyes are not on you
So you can fake and you can front
You can take Liv Tyler 'cause it’s Mia that I want
The «F» in F-A-T reads «PH» to me!
I said the «F» in F-A-T reads «PH» to me!
Deny the beauty that I see
That’s less for them and more for me
To your stick-figure-standard I remain defiant
So keep your Vicki’s Secret while I peep Lane Bryant
The «F» in F-A-T reads «PH» to me!
I said the «F» in F-A-T reads «PH» to me!
So when I take you out you’d better eat-it-up, eat-it-up
When I get you home I’m gonna beat-it-up, beat-it-up
'Cause on that body I wanna pounce
And there’d better be alot-ee 'cause skeletons don’t bounce
I want my bed frame to shake
So put away that salad, have a steak!
Don’t play the game, don’t try to hide
Turn tears of shame to tears of pride
It’s all in the eye of the beholder
So put away your Barbie Doll, a real man didn’t mold her
The «F» in F-A-T reads «PH» to me!
I said the «F» in F-A-T reads «PH» to me!
Reads «PH» to me!
Reads «PH» to me!