Fatty Gets a Stylist

Fatty
I'm gonna get eyes tattooed to my eyelids
I'm gonna get teeth tattooed to my lips
A medal on my chest
A mouth behind my neck
I'll get extra legs tattooed to my hips

[Chorus]
When fatty gets a stylist the world with gather round
Showering him with gratitude and free love
When fatty gets a stylist you'll never keep him down
So eat up

I'm gonna get hold of Eldo and Kita
I'm gonna get an all uranium tie
A chastity belt
Made out of felt
Horns on my forehead and scars on my thighs

[Chorus]

Fatty
Fatty gets a stylist

I'm gonna add moles instead of remove them
I'm gonna cut off the lobe of each ear
Put hooves under my feet
So I can keep the beat
A woofer and a tweeter in my jaw so I can hear

When fatty gets a stylist

When fatty gets a stylist the circus comes to town
Begging him for autographs and pre-nups
When fatty gets a stylist the calories abound
So eat up

Fatty gets a stylist