Luyện nghe bài hát Fatty Boo

Hey, nicknamed Boo with a name Lisa
She no no boyfriend, she live up the fridge freezer
chin or facial hair, she favor geezer
Although she friend recommend, cream and tease her

She favorite tipple is Breezer
Claim she 31 but no one her
Love randomer with she friend Anita
You should meet her, another big eater

Slipped disc for the waiter then always a feature
When they run go food for them two creature
One night she come so much rice she nearly have a
Fall off she chair, licked she head and amnesia

Wake up in A and E and bellows she pizza
(Give me food, ya)
Doctors sign paper and release her
(One time)
Cough, 'nough police to her
Fatty Boo you pray nobody sees ya
(This time)

Be careful of the that you do
Say now you got plenty but the plenty be few
This is my chance to shout it in avenue
Say don't you be a sinner, you keep all for you, yeah

I said a long time no you warm as a ripple
Every little dime, every nickel, you are
Watch little head, Fatty Boo
And give the dog a that could never be for you

Fatty Boo but we call her Mel life
Changed forever when she discovered
Now she has a mind to buy apparel
She no, favor gazelle but she bounced like

she spya something to die for on the fashion channel
(17 breezer, choom)
And one like Tinker Bell, fatty, big like two church in parallel
Cats walk and Mel never up too well

But was saucy, couldn't be told
She loved with her big nick, drifling the cold
She even bolder the skinny girls, shoulder less
(They're mine)
And admired everywhere her openness

Microphone 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2

Be careful of the things you do
Say now you got but the plenty could be few
is my chance to shout it in other avenue
Say don't you be a sinner, don't you all for you

Yeah, I said a long time no you start warm as a
Every dime, every nickel, you are trouble
Watch you're head, fatty boo
And give the dog a bone that could be for you

Be of the things that you do
Say now you've got plenty but the could be few

Yeah, I said a long time no you warm as a ripple
you're little head Fatty Boo
And give the dog a that could never be for you

Be of the things that you do
Say now you got but the plenty could be few
This is my chance to it in other avenue
Say you be a sinner, don't you keep all for you

Yeah, I said a long time no you start warm as a
little dime, every nickel, you are trouble
Watch you're little head, Boo
And give the dog a that could never be for you

Finally Fatty Boo you stood me in '73
Saturday playing the music at my father's party
6 records on the often with Dan Settee
Still your 6 years old and I'm the man

Steady with calypso to start then play
One bolts of holts, huh, for everybody
In the days when R&B meant Conrey
Reading, Booker T and the MG's

Every, little piece of as we tried to squeeze
From the father, his and their families
Sometime deliberately tease with the that won't please
And the whole room reaction set my young at ease

It used to be black suits and shirts skinny ties
And was wise and funny and funny and wise
Staying up and playing the music
grown ups was my prize
The little fat kid sparkling eyes