The Fat Girl

The fat girl, she always stayed inside and played piano
And she told her mother the children made her cry
And her mother told her they don't mean it
They don't mean it
They don't mean it
They don't mean it

Now the fat girl, she ain't fat no more
And Lord, how she plays piano
And she sings loud and she sings low
And she sings of love and blind compassion
But she don't mean it
She don't mean it
She don't mean it
She don't mean it