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
