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Fat Baby Lyrics |
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 I know a man, maybe you know him, too.You never can tell; he might even be you. He knelt at the altar, and that was the end. He`s saved, and that`s all that matters to him. His spiritual tummy, it can`t take too much. One day a week, he gets a spiritual lunch. On Sunday, he puts on his spiritual best, And gives his language a spiritual rest. He`s just a faaa... He`s just a fat little baby! Wa, wa, waaaaa.... He wants his bottle, and he don`t mean maybe. He sampled solid foods once or twice, But he says doctrine leaves him cold as ice. Ba, ba, ba, ba...ba, ba...ba, ba! He`s been baptized, sanctified, redeemed by the blood, But his daily devotions are stuck in the mud. He knows the books of the Bible and John 3:16. He`s got the biggest King James you`ve ever seen! I`ve always wondered if he`ll grow up someday. He`s momma`s boy, and he likes it that way. If you happen to see him, tell him I said, "He`ll never grow, if he never gets fed." He`s just a fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fa-at, fat... Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Fa-at, Fat... FAT, FAT, FAT, FAT, FAT, FAT, FAAAAAT... ...little baby... |
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