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A song that I can more than relate to

posted 11/5/2007 6:08:41 AM |
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When I was a boy
There was no limit to what I could eat
Shake after shake after shake after shake
Followed by all kinds of red meat
Metabolism runnin around so fast
My body never gained no weight
That pissed off all my mommas friends
And made my big-boned sister irate
But now Im a man
And all that frolicking has caused my ego to hurt
cause even when Im in the shower alone
Im too embarrased to remove my shirt

What made a millionaire out of mr. frito-lay
Made a fat motherfucker outta me
What made a millionaire out of mr. frito-lay
Made a fat motherfucker outta me
And all them cookies I been munching lately
My feets are becoming difficult to see

I believe it was my daddy
Who led me to this eating disease
By calling me the little candy ass
When I couldnt finish a burger with cheese
Or maybe it was my momma
Who got me addicted to all the wrong foods
Only when I gobbled down every chicken cutlet
Would I get to see mommas good moods
They said eat this, they said eat that
To stay skinny there was no chance
And now when I walk I hear corduroy
Even though I aint wearing pants

What made a millionaire out of mr. frito-lay
Made a fat motherfucker outta me
(You fat fuck, you fat fuck!)
What made a millionaire out of mr. frito-lay
Made a fat motherfucker outta me
(You fat fuck, you fat fuck!)
And all that ice cream I been eating lately
My chins alone weight 203

The diet starts tomorrow!
I have a grapefruit for breakfast
For lunch a bown of white rice
Dinnertime its a saltless potato
I aint allowed no spice
If this diets gonna work
Tonight I cant eat no more
Just go to sleep, I say to myself
As I close the bedroom door
Two in the morning, I wake up to piss
My bellys hungry and achin
Tiptoe to the kitchen, fuck the diet
Bring on the chips flavored with bacon

What made a millionaire out of mr. frito-lay
Made a fat motherfucker outta me
What made a millionaire out of mr. frito-lay
Made a tub of shit out of me
And all them crumb-cakes I been eating lately
I shoulda bought stock in Sara Lee

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NachoBaby

Nov 5 @ 8:47AM  
Sadly that's funny as hell!
six3indallas

Nov 5 @ 2:01PM  
I KNNNOOOWW the feeling brother.

In my house growing up, cookies were not desert. They were just a fact of life. If you walked in the house and they weren't there, something was wrong.

My mom made AWESOME deserts. Italian Creme Cake, 'Nana Puddin' (the kind with vanilla wafers!) cakes and pies and puddings, OH MY!

Comfort food.

If my fat cells could only talk!

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A song that I can more than relate to