Fatso

FATSO We all look in the mirror just don't bend over It's the over the shoulder boulder holder Richard Simmons screams put down that cup of coffee Then sit in traffic while eating your bag of toffee Sweet delights down at the public zoo for you I don't want her you can have her she's to fat for me We pay alms for the sneakers yet can't pull up our zipper We can't even cope as we have a fight with the soap on the rope Getting on the treadmill down at the gym Eating fruits with vegetables a good way to begin Yet we pour sugar down our throats with dunkin donuts & such Everyone keeps starring yet care less what your wearing It makes me want to throw up in my mouth then to ***** & pout Yet still were given a choice to stay thin or sing the blues Still don't try to judge me until you walk in my shoes The FATSO has feelings yet let's a lot of things go Wait until the day they get skinny for you have every right to know