Lyrics Fat Man - Beth Hart

Punch drunk street punk
Playing with a speed bump
Laughing at the dice in the box
Big-wheeled high heeled
Banging on a ball field
Chewing on a bag of rocks
Slingshot cold cocked
Landing on a roof top
Waiting for the turkey parade
Lockjaw jigsaw
Betting on an outlaw
Picking at a purple vein
Picking at a purple vein
He's like a fat man in a little coat
Suckin' red vines and rum and coke
Singing I like ya Jesus but I love the dope
Yes sir
I think it's workin'
I think it's workin' yeah
It keeps me hummin'
Hummin' hummin' yeah
Double dip back flip
Everybody's brainsick
I mighty itty bitty maw
Low ground dog town
Wallow in a thorn crown
Choking on a power saw
Freeway DJ
Swimming in the kool-aid
Wetting up his appetite
Pickled sweet pig feet
Cooking on the concrete
Pimping bits of paradise
Pimping bits of paradise
He's like a fat man in a little coat
Suckin' red vines and rum and coke
Singing I like ya Jesus but I love the dope
Yes sir
I think it's workin'
I think it's workin' yeah
It keeps me hummin'
Hummin' hummin' yeah
For sunny yeah life is but a dream
For sunny it's a ball
For sunny yeah life is but a dream
I mighty itty bitty maw
I mighty itty bitty maw
Dry sober butt smoker
Can't keep your composure
Locomotor pull over
Bi polar roller coaster
Seven women seven hounds
Lucky number going down
Take a hit chew spit
There ya go enjoy the show
Fat man in a little coat
Sucking red vines and rum and coke
Singin' I like ya Jesus but I love the dope
Yes sir
Fat man in a little coat
Sucking red vines and rum and coke
Singin' I like ya Jesus but I love the dope
Yes sir
Keeps me hummin'
Hummin' hummin' yeah
I think it's workin'
I think it's workin' yeah
It keeps me hummin'
A hummin' hummin' hummin' yeah
I think it's workin'
I think it's workin'
Yeah