"Meatballs trice, fake name, stubby gimmicks"

Two overweight boys scarf round de' outside round de' outside, round de' outisde. Two overweight boys scarf round de' outside, round de' outside, round de' outside.

Fat is back, once again. Fat is back, hide your friends. Fat is back, fat is back, fat is back, fat is back, fat is back, fat is back, fat is back.
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I've created a monster, and nobody wants to,
see Jimmy no more, he's chopped meat.
Well if you want meat then here's what'll give ya,
some spare ribs, a cola, and chicken for dinner,
you see me scarfin,' you'll start barfin.'
So the FAT won't let me eat,
won't let me see what I want to eat,
they tried to shut me down with a dirty rat,
but it feels so empty, without fat.
So come on and eat, sauce on your lips and the ribs and the chicken
and get ready cuz this, fat's about to get devoured,
I just puked on the floor, fuck you Jo-Jo!

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Now this looks like a rib for me,
so everbody, just let me eat,
cause we need to get the tires flat,
cause it feels so empty, without fat.

Little pre-schoolers, scarfin and barfin,
embarrassed cause their parents didn't hurl,
the start to feel the ribs are helpless,
until someone comes along on a mission and yells "scarf"
A visionary, vision is puking, could start a revolution, pollutin the airwaves, a rebel,
so just let me revel an ask,
the fact that I got everybody throwing up on my chicken, it's such a disaster, such a catastrophe,
for you to see so damn much of my sandwich you ask for me?
Well I'm large (Batman sound) fix your knife and cut the ribs in eighths,
enter it into my mouth like a burger,
the center of attention just got a splinter,
it's uninteresting, better than infesting and nesting,
I'll steal your kids' munchies.
Testing, "Attention Please," if you see burgers and fries that are free,
can someone please tell me?

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A piece of chicken, I'll go to any KFC with anybody talking about
this lard that lard. Chris Kirkpatrick,
don't get your turkey kicked, and Moby,
you should chomp Obie, your not some 36-year old fag blow me,
You don't know me, you're to old to understand, nobody eats the broccoli,
I've been dope ever since Prince turned himself into a hat,
but it feels so empty, without fat.

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