Fatty Wants To Dance - Hawksley Workman

Fatty wants to dance

I’m getting ready

Squeezing shampoo

I’m sick and tired of staying inside

With nothing really fun to do

So I

Queue up at the door

The club is pumping tight

The bouncers take one look at me and laugh and say

«well you ain’t dancing tonight»

Fatty wants to dance

But he can’t fit his ass into those pants

I want to shake it

In exotic places

I want private jets flying into charles de gaulle

And limos to the champs-elysees

I want to tear it off

Start revolution

Dance so hard that I change the earth’s course

Shake up history