An Expanding Problem

I’ve been eating too much lately. And not exercising as much. You know what that means. I could mope around lamenting this situation, or I could celebrate my added girth with a song:

I’m bringing flabby back (yeah)
Them other boys don’t know how to snack (yeah)
Is that a pie cooling on the rack? (yeah)
I want a burger gotta get it fast (yeah)

Take me to the fridge

Hungry babe (uh-huh)
You see the Snickers
Candy I’m your slave (uh-huh)
I’ll add some whip cream cause that’s what I crave (uh-huh)
Just don’t tell me yet how much I weigh (uh-huh)

Take me to the buffet

Come here fries
Go ahead, bring more of it
A pancake stack
Go ahead, bring more of it
P-I-E
Go ahead, bring more of it
Pink ice cream
Go ahead, bring more of it
Let me see what you’re cooking with
Go ahead, bring more of it
Look at those chips
Go ahead, bring more of it
Soup makes me smile
Go ahead, bring more of it
Julia Child
Go ahead, bring more of it
And get your flabby on
Go ahead, bring more of it

Get your flabby on