No one likes a fat pop star
Second helpings, no worries
Pile the carbs upon the plate
Then one day its too late
No breakfast no luncheon
Just carpets Im munching
A thimble of self-esteem
Glazed nothing for afters
An absence of laughter
The saddest that Ive ever been
You just cant be portly
Not this side of 40
Showbiz, a single chin game
Scum paparazzis
And weight police nasties
Have narrowed the hall of fame
No one likes a fat pop star
Pop is a place for the thin
No one likes a fat pop star
We want to hear thin people sing
When I get faint
I chew through my restraints
Its the best meal that Ive had all week
If I could eat my own words
Id tear through the verbs
But nobody pays me to speak
No one likes a fat pop star
Pop is a place for the thin
No one likes a fat pop star
Im sorry we cant fit you in
Now youve upset me I feel like a snack
A packet of minstrels, a pie and a nap
So whats wrong with that?
No breakfast no luncheon
Just carpet Im munching
A thimble of self esteem
Glazed nothing for afters
An absence of laughter
The thinnest that Ive ever been.