Happy Being Fat

Don't tell me to go on a diet;
Don't give me no pills
Just leave me alone with my ice cream cone
And let me eat my fill
I'm happy being fat;
I like the weight I'm at;
I'm happy being stout
And if you don't like it, you can get on out!
If I lost weight, I'd have to buy new clothes
Cause my old ones would not fit
So woman don't scream, just put some more ice cream
On my banana split
I'm happy being fat;
I like the weight I'm at;
I'm happy being stout
And if you don't like it, you can get on out!
I'm forty-two around the waist
And forty-eight around the hips;
I'm built like a tent, but, gal, I pay the rent
So don't give me none of your lip
I'm happy being fat;
I like the weight I'm at;
I'm happy being stout
And if you don't like it, you can get on out!
Man, I dig blueberry pie, Boston cream pie
Good old chocolate cake and Danish pastries, Napoleons and
Strawberry shortcake à la mode ... Man, they don't call me
Big Dee Irwin for nuthin' ...