Beth Hart
Beth Hart - Fat Man lyrics
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Punch drunk street punk Playing with a speed bump Laughing at the dice in the box Big-wheeled high heeled Banging on a ball field Chewing on a bag of rocks Slingshot cold cocked Landing on a roof top Waiting for the turkey parade Lockjaw jigsaw Betting on an outlaw Picking at a purple vein Picking at a purple vein He's like a fat man in a little coat Sucking red vines and rum and coke Singing I like ya Jesus but I love the dope I think it's working I think it's working, yeah It keeps me humming Humming, humming, yeah Double dip back flip Everybody's brain-sick I mighty itty bitty maw Low ground dog town Wallow in a thorn crown Choking on a power saw Freeway DJ Swimming in the cool-aid Wetting up his appetite Pickled sweet pig feet Cooking on the concrete Pimping bits of paradise Pimping bits of paradise He's like a fat man in a little coat Sucking red vines and rum and coke Singing I like ya Jesus but I love the dope Yes sir I think it's working I think it's working, yeah It keeps me humming Humming, humming, yeah For sunny yeah life is but a dream For sunny it's a ball For sunny yeah life is but a dream I mighty itty bitty maw Dry sober butt smoker Can't keep your composure Locomotor pull over Bi polar roller coaster Seven women seven hounds Lucky number going down Take a hit chew spit There ya go enjoy the show Fat man in a little coat Sucking red vines and rum and coke Singing I like ya Jesus but I love the dope, yeah, yeah Fat man in a little coat Sucking red vines and rum and coke Singing I like ya Jesus but I love the dope, yeah, yeah Keeps me humming Humming, humming, yeah I think it's working I think it's working, yeah It keeps me humming A humming, humming, humming, yeah I think it's working I think it's working Yeah