I have a problem, gaining some weight,
I over-indulge with food on my plate.
My waste’s expanding, my clothes they don’t fit,
When I bend down my pants always split.

They say I’m obese can you grill me a steak? (Sirloin, well done)
And when I’m finished serve me dark chocolate cake
Fat’s not good for me so far.

I’m eating ice cream, 10 pounds I will gain,
I down it quickly, freezing my brain.
I have Doritos under my bed,
So late at night I’ll know I’m well fed.

I’ve got more chins than a Chinese phone book,
I go to buffets because I can’t cook.
I like Big Macs with some fries and a shake,
If I fall down it may cause a quake.

Lucky I’m alive, weighing four-hundred pounds,
(Everybody say “Breathe Deep”, “Breathe Deep”)
And when I walk I make some loud gastric sounds
Fat’s not good for me so far.

Solo

I go to restaurants, sometimes until ten,
It’s hard to leave when I’m hungry again.
Will liposuction get rid of my fat?
Michael Moore is one obese, big Democrat.

They say I’m dying with a fork in my hand,
(Everybody say “Diet”, “Diet”).
I’ll keep on eatin’ blame my bad thyroid gland
Fat’s not good for me so far.

Oh, no, no.