Текст песни Fat Baby - Amy Grant
Fat
Baby
Sung
by
Amy
Grant
I
know
a
man,
maybe
you
know
him,
too.
You
never
can
tell;
he
might
even
be
you.
He
knelt
at
the
altar,
and
that
was
the
end.
He's
saved,
and
that's
all
that
matters
to
him.
His
spiritual
tummy,
it
can't
take
too
much.
One
day
a
week,
he
gets
a
spiritual
lunch.
On
Sunday,
he
puts
on
his
spiritual
best,
And
gives
his
language
a
spiritual
rest.
He's
just
a
faaa...
He's
just
a
fat
little
baby!
Wa,
wa,
waaaaa...
He
wants
his
bottle,
and
he
don't
mean
maybe.
He
sampled
solid
foods
once
or
twice,
But
he
says
doctrine
leaves
him
cold
as
ice.
Ba,
ba,
ba,
ba...
ba,
ba...
ba,
ba!
He's
been
baptized,
sanctified,
redeemed
by
the
blood,
But
his
daily
devotions
are
stuck
in
the
mud.
He
knows
the
books
of
the
Bible
and
John
3:
16.
He's
got
the
biggest
King
James
you've
ever
seen!
I've
always
wondered
if
he'll
grow
up
someday.
He's
momma's
boy,
and
he
likes
it
that
way.
If
you
happen
to
see
him,
tell
him
I
said,
"He'll
never
grow,
if
he
never
gets
fed."
He's
just
a
fat,
fat,
fat,
fat,
fat,
fa-at,
fat...
Fat,
Fat,
Fat,
Fat,
Fat,
Fa-at,
Fat...
FAT,
FAT,
FAT,
FAT,
FAT,
FAT,
FAAAAAT...
...baby...
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