I was a fat kid
He was a fat kid
She was a fat kid too
When you are a fat kid
You will always bite off
More than you could ever chew
We could never run fast
We were always picked last
Staring at our new gym shoes
When you are a fat kid
Your friends are always fat kids
Sweatin' to the fat kid blues
Cakes puddings and pies
These are the apples of our little eyes
Cookies and cream puffs with something inside
Something inside
Oh
Making us wide
Oh
Standing in the corner
Staring at the dance floor
Watching all the thin kids groove
When you are a fat kid
You can never practice
All your little fat kid moves
Kissin' on my pillow
Wishin' it was skin though
Betty from my homeroom class
But what the real' sad fact is
If Betty was a fat kid
I don't think I'd want to as
If Betty was a halfer
I don't think I'd address
And these are just the fat kid facts
Cakes puddings and pies
These are the things I will love and despise
We don't count sheep we count roast chicken thighs
Full
Fat kids fall over
And roast chicken breast
They'll fight 'till their deaths
I was a fat kid
He was a fat kid
She was a fat kid too
When you are a fat kid
You will always bite off
More than you could ever chew
Oh oh oh oh
Oh
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