Lyrics:
Stark naked in front of my mirror
A pudgy person somehow did appear
Seems lately all I've eaten sugar and fat
It's getting obvious that's not where
Ooh, uh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Oh, no, no, mh (ha, Childish Major)
Who in the truck with the pretty guts? Pudgy fuck
No tummy tuck, got the city shook,
kind of pudgy, got spots all on her face
From wearin' too much makeup, and she wasn't walkin' straight
She drove her daddy's car, she got a genuine
you 'bout a kid I knew
A pudgy girl back in school
She had greasy hair and geeky glasses
Object of ridicule
The other day in the check out line
de loop flip flop Santa's got a new toy
If you're up a little late on Christmas Eve this year
And you're waiting for that pudgy person to appear
kind of pudgy, got spots all on her face
From wearin' too much makeup, and she wasn't walkin' straight
She drove her daddy's car, she got a genuine
yourself in my new shoes
And see that I do what I do
Because the old guard still offend (their pudgy hearts and shiny hands)
They got nothing left
Pudgy young blonds with lobotomy eyes
Keep their fingers down their throat to attract all the guys
Who will drug them at bars and take them home
laugh about
Hate your stinking, pudgy fingers on the neck
You're the King of America, but you're no Jeff Beck!
All:
I hate you!
H-A-T-E Y-O-U! H-A-T-E
know I'm fat (fat)
I'm fat, come on, you know (really really fat)
Don't you call me pudgy, portly or stout
Just now tell me once again who's fat?
Pudgy little bird
Walkin' down the street
Doesn't give a peep
Doesn't give a peep
Pudgy little bird
Twiggy little feet
Pointy little beak
Pointy
It's a little bridge now, baby
It's a little bridge now
Just a photograph
Kinda makes me laugh
It's a little kid now
Pudgy, dumb little kid
If I
new
Car and the trouser press
From hunter-gatherer to washer-dryer
Is a long, strange trip
And what if our kids turn into
Pudgy blobs, wearing Union
Pudgy young blonds with lobotomy eyes
Keep their fingers down their throat to attract all the guys
Who will drug them at bars and take them home
My psychic was a little pudgy
She was a four chin teller
My brother couldn't stick to his diet
I guess you could call him a desserter
Huh,
He said,
the beer gut
"I'm strictly a whiskey man"
Was one of the sticks he taped up
And gave to a nation of pudgy boys in beverage rooms
Favorites from
Shakedown with
All of your might oh, baby, shakedown
Pudgy 12 year-olds in Union Jack shorts
Addicted to coffee-whitener and
Frankfurters and
Those boys who
I'll never be a beauty queen
More like a pudgy pageant princess
I'm not the girl who peaked at sixteen
In fact, I haven't peaked at all yet
And I
ugly(Got ugly)
You started to want to slim down
Cause you thought you was pudgy
You avoided me cause of love see
(Love see)
You didn’t love yourself so you
Yeah, nougat & caramel.
And the river flows on.
Yeah, the river flows on beneath pudgy fifteen-year olds addicted to coffee whitener
And it finally
Her haircut, she looked pudgy and made-up
In that dress growing ever tighter
It was saddening the lengths she had gone to
To appear more
Underneath my tree
Your pudgy face and bouncing belly
It’s all good to me!
If I want you to have a six pack
I’d save the cookiessss for me!!
Yeah Santa
Oh
yourself in my new shoes
And see that I do what I do
Because the old guard still offend (their pudgy hearts and shiny hands)
They got nothing left
Musk to a giant spider
Poor get lower
Rich get higher
Feed Elon Musk to a giant spider
Fuck his face
His beady little eyes
His pudgy little (devil) chin
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