| | My Friend Fats Lyrics Artist(Band):Primus
Let me tell you why. He's the epitome of neighborly. My friend Fats, he's a hell of a guy. Let me tell y'all why. He drips personality. My friend Fats, he's a heck of a joe. You should watch him go, bopping in the bad shine with a bota bag of fried wine. My friend Fats, he's a hell of a guy. Let me tell you why. He's lowbrow nobility. My friend Fats, he's a jovial sort. When he's holding court, the anecdotes go round and the lager goes down. My friend Fats, he's a hell of a guy. And just as long as he's high he has no anxiety about his chemical dependencies. Fats has no concerns about the candle that burns both end simultaneous, both end simultaneous. My friend Fats, he's a hell of a guy. Let me tell y'all why. He's not much for punctuality, but heck on debauchery. Fats, he's a hell of a man, can't y'all understand? Him taunting his mortality, he's unnerved by sobriety. If you find some error in My Friend Fats Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Mozes, aaron_a_s2008@hotmail.com for submitting the lyrics. Review about My Friend Fats Primus and Macbeth | Reviewer: Anonymous | 5/17/2007 Good song, im using it to describe the book Macbeth by Shakespeare in english class... lmaool Is this review helpful to you? Yes No Review the song My Friend Fats The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Primus" Music | |
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