Fat Bottomed Girls
Fat Bottomed Girls
I've got a bony backside
And it hurts when I sit down
That's why my mood it fluctuates
From black to dirty brown
So I try sitting at an angle
And try not to make a fuss
And grimace as I shuffle
On my gluteus maximus
So when Freddie Mercury sings his song
About 'Fat Bottomed Girls'
I feel the need to don a wig
With tumbling, twinkling curls
And pretend that I am one of them
You see....it is no joke,
To be stuck inside the body
Of this 'skinny bottomed bloke'.
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