Friends all gather 'round me
My enemies surround me
Yelling "Fatso, Fatso, Fatso!"
I've eaten at every single greasy spoon on Seventh Avenue
That's right. I'm Fatter.
Don't you know my weight is going up, up, up, up, up
I tell you, this turkey sure is tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough

They got pizza on the west side
French fries up town
Corn dogs deep fried in batter
I'm Fatter.
Go ahead, bite the big apple
Don't mind the calories
Pile it on my platter
I'm fatter
Pile it up. Pile it high up!