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 his spiritual lunch On Sunday he puts on His spiritual best And gives his language A spiritual rest
(He's just a fat) He's just a fat little baby He wants his bottle And he don't mean maybe He's sampled solid food Once or twice But he says doctrine Leaves him cold as ice
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) He's just a fat little baby He wants his bottle And he don't mean maybe He's sampled solid food Once or twice But he says doctrine Leaves him cold as ice
He's just a fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat A fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat A fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, little babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.