I don't think it's bad,
To talk to the friends that I don't have.
And I don't think it's any better to laugh at,
The fat population of America.

There's no time for pity where I come from,
Not a thing in this life could be called a problem.
But where they come from sympathy is all they accept,
With bloated bodies and shrunken minds.

Oh sing a song for those,
Who will never know.
Sing a song for those.

Pick up your fork and join the fat club.

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