Fat Man

There was a fat man
That wasn't worried
Bout his condition
He wasn't married
Till one day he met a woman
That he liked from head to toe
So then he stopped all
All of the drinking
All the smoking
But the he bothered
Arroun' in town
Visiting the bar beer
Well she loved him
But she dropped him

Lo-oh oh...nely Christmas, brother
Lo oh oh...
Say...

Now that I'm sober
She don't want me back
Now that it's over
She don't give a crap

Well the fat man
He bought a batman
For his little nephew
But hi didn't like it
He shouted
Drop in the crop
On a little pot town
A little shot
And a little fot town

So then the fat man
He got exited
He started shouting
Through the walkie talkie
Arroun' in town
Well then he got fired
'Cause he was smelling up the taxi

Lo-oh oh...nely Christmas, brother
Lo oh oh...
Say...

Now that I'm sober
She don't want me back
Now that it's over
I'm losing my track
Now that it's over
She don't give a crap

I don't belong to some drunky
I did no wrong please come lady
You got me wrong I'm not your honey
What have I done someone help me

Lo-oh oh...nely Christmas, brother
Lo oh oh...
Say...

Now that I'm sober
She don't want me back
Now that it's over
She don't give a crap
Now that I'm sober
She don't want me back
Now that it's over
I'm losing my track