Fat Girl

My gal she's-a fat and tall
She's standing in the way and that ain't all
She's not very big, she's not very small
But every time she move she have to wiggle when she walk
Fat gal
Hey, hey, hey fat gal
She make every mama, make every pop
Make every mama, make every pop
A fat gal
As I was walking down the street look through café
I saw a little fat girl alone mile away
She made me slap my hands, made me stomp my feet
But every time I move I had to wiggle in my seat
A fat gal
Hey, hey, hey fat gal
She make every mama, make every pop
Every mama, make every pop
A fat gal