Fat

As graceful as a newborn He waves his chubby fists Like blades of chubby windmills As the punch the sky to bits And he winks his puffy eyelids And he pouts a puffy lip And he pinches his accordian In chubby fingertips Watch the fat man swing. Watch the fat man swing Watch the fat man swing. Swing his chubby thing Invisible and stupid His mistress finds a niche And tries invest vain vain to ascertain The man behind the twitch "Tell my god he's such a genious" Says his transparent bride His accordian inflates And then explodes in liquid pride So watch the fat man swing. Watch the fat man swing Watch the fat man swing. Swing his chubby thing Because the bigger they are the hardey they breathe Like undulating jello He glistens and he slides And he leaves his helpless audience Amused and horrified "Hell you people ha ve been lovely But now it's time go to" And the bellows In his yellow thing Turn pink and start to grow So watch the fat man swing. Watch the fat man swing Watch the fat man swing. Swing his chubby thing