Big Fat Baby

Lyrics

She's my big fat baby She's my XL lady She's got an appetite Like Mr Spielberg's great white And when it's time for dinner There's no chance she'll get much thinner She's my jumbo honey, jumbo honey Ate up all my money, all my money When it's time for lunch She can munch and plunge The farmers take a beating If she ever gave up eating She was in the town of Wilmslow At a local bistro Asked the waitеr can you Bring the left side of thе menu The maitre d' was moaning As the table started groaning But she said may I enquire what's for afters She's my swollen sweetie Neither lean nor weedy Her arms are miles apart But a mammoth heart Yeah, I'm a low cal' mister And you know I can't resist her Oh, oh, big fat lady, big fat lady She walked to Marks and Spencer And asked have you size 10 sir He answered rather curtly You look more like a 30 You need a shop that's bigger To deal with your full figure Then he said Camel Lairds should do nicely Don't pout baby, you're a special lady And I need every ton of your love Who cares, baby, so what if you outweigh me She's got a Buddha belly, got a Buddha belly Just like a Botticelli, like a Botticelli And I love her so, even though When she sits around the house She really sits around the house Big fat baby, she's my big fat baby Big fat baby, my big fat baby Big fat baby, big fat baby