O.B Setee
I got folds and rolls of love
And me moobs
Could feed quintuplets
It's sad to say that
Me ding dong disappeared
At least I ain't seen it in years
It's my ob settee and if you is pc
Well you can't say nothing about it
I'm getting in your light
Like an eclipse but not too bright
I even have my own time zone
Roly poly to the kitchen
And gravy on me lips
But you can't start picking on me Haha
It's my ob settee and if you is pc
Well you can't say nothing about it
Guess I was born lucky
I come with my own stuffing
I'm a puffy cheeked ball of fun
Sitting 'round the house
Really means around the house
I'm every cliche in the book
Kfc and burger king
Micky d's and chocolate
A slab of guinness
And some crisps will see me right
I got folds and rolls and rolls and folds
Saggy moobs and safety pins Holding up my jeans
Eat xmas dinner in one sitting
The roast and all the trimmings
I'm chubby fat and chunky
But i'm alright
It's my ob setee and if you is pc
Well you can't say nothing about it
Guess I was born lucky
I come with my own stuffing
And you can't do better than that
And me moobs
Could feed quintuplets
It's sad to say that
Me ding dong disappeared
At least I ain't seen it in years
It's my ob settee and if you is pc
Well you can't say nothing about it
I'm getting in your light
Like an eclipse but not too bright
I even have my own time zone
Roly poly to the kitchen
And gravy on me lips
But you can't start picking on me Haha
It's my ob settee and if you is pc
Well you can't say nothing about it
Guess I was born lucky
I come with my own stuffing
I'm a puffy cheeked ball of fun
Sitting 'round the house
Really means around the house
I'm every cliche in the book
Kfc and burger king
Micky d's and chocolate
A slab of guinness
And some crisps will see me right
I got folds and rolls and rolls and folds
Saggy moobs and safety pins Holding up my jeans
Eat xmas dinner in one sitting
The roast and all the trimmings
I'm chubby fat and chunky
But i'm alright
It's my ob setee and if you is pc
Well you can't say nothing about it
Guess I was born lucky
I come with my own stuffing
And you can't do better than that
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Writer(s): Charles Cooley
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