Wobble bottom, twenty stones,
Thyroid problem and big boned,
(Don't believe a word of that,
He's a fat and lying c___).

Doctor got my jaws wired up,
Coz I was as fat as f___,
(Slim in weeks or money back,
We'll tone-up that runny fat).

Fat boy wobbles like a weeble wobbles,
We're all laughing like a drain,
Fat boy waddles like a walrus waddles,
Now he's back on the pies once again.

I spend all my salary,
On beer and f__s and calories,
(He ate chips and mushy peas,
Recovered from an autopsy).

Offal, hair, and suckling pig,
I'll eat any f___ing thing.
(He'll eat dogs and abortions,
But he don't like small portions).

Fat boy wobbles like a weeble wobbles,
We're all laughing like a drain,
Fat boy waddles like a walrus waddles,
Now he's back on the pies once again.

Yee-Ha!

I'm so fat and gluttonous,
I can't do my b___ons up,
(He ate half of Anglesey,
And two pygmies with leprosy).

Fat boy wobbles like a weeble wobbles,
We're all laughing like a drain,
Fat boy waddles like a walrus waddles,
Now he's back on the pies,
Back on the pies,
Back on the pies once again.

©1993 The Macc Lads

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