Overweight But Over You - The Vaselines

I’ve no appetite for you and me

When you twist me 'round like some old spaghetti

Eat you up and spit you out

Left a bad taste I can do without

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

You’re gonna use a knife to take a slice

And cut me out of your life

You’re gonna use a knife to take a slice

And cut me out of your life

It’s a recipe we have to follow

Take heartache and a pinch of sorrow

Let it simmer for a year or two

Serve it up and then we’re through

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

You’re gonna use a knife to take a slice

And cut me out of your life

You’re gonna use a knife to take a slice

And cut me out of your life

It’s not my fault, it’s not big bowls

It’s not my age or my hormones

On a diet of cold rejection

I got sick with no affection

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

Hey, fat mama, I’m a fat man

You’re gonna use a knife to take a slice

And cut me out of your life

You’re gonna use a knife to take a slice

And cut me out of your life

You’re gonna use a knife to take a slice

And cut me out of your life

You’re gonna use a knife to take a slice

And cut me out of your life