You look bloated like a balloon
you eat the cake spoon after spoon
the chocolate's smeared around your mouth
You're munching cookies
though you're not allowed to
oh, what a nightmare has come true
my angst personified
Chorus:
Fat girl, fat girl
this is the graveyard you'll be buried in
fat girl, fat girl
this is the graveyard you'll be buried in, buried in, buried in, buried in
you won't ever scare me again
You come rolling down on me
like an avalanche
steamrolling my new suggestions
And I'm standing by as you're greedily
spooning up your pie
your looks make me wanna cry
my angst personified