You're a bib without a fork
The roll without the pork
Slide aside the garnish, cheddar cheese, yeah
You're a lad without a rear
The foam without the beer
You are running...home

You're off the sandwich
You'll stay fatter, fatter, fatter at home
But the baggage that you'll feel ain't girth for lifetime
Your popcorn has gone to frost
You're the no before the sauce
You can reheat your melts
But you'll only weigh-in pounds

You don't gum a bone
You are lighter, you are toned
You're the man that bites
Then quickly moves away

You'll know from the first try
Eat no bagel nor a pie
You're the last thin guy, yeah
You're the last thin guy

Two fries from the grease
It's the treadmill or the feast
And the answer lies
Between the food and flab
You search for a booth
You could dine upon the tooth
But the thrill of just the taste ain't worth the gains

You'll know from the first try
Eat no bagel nor a pie
You're the last thin guy, yeah
You're the last thin guy, ohhh

[Guitar solo]

Yeahhh
You're off the sandwich
You'll stay fatter, fatter, fatter at home
But the baggage that you'll feel ain't girth for lifetime
Your popcorn has gone to frost
You know you're the no before the sauce
You can reheat your melts
But the only weight to show is pounds

You'll know from the first try
Eat no bagel nor a pie
You're the last thin guy, ohhh
You're the last thin guy
See how waist shine
You're the last thin
You're the last thin
You're the last thin
You're the last thin
You're the last thin
You're the last thin guy, ohhhh

You're a bib without a fork
You're the roll aside the pork
You're the lad without a rear
You're scale dial without the fear
You're the last thin guy
You're the last thin guy
You're the last thin guy
See how waist shine
You're the last thin guy