Here is the story of Fat Nelly
Whoa, was she fat!
Fat Nelly was k**ed with a butcher's knife
Nobody laughed, nobody cried
And her blood ran red all over my life
Nobody laughed, nobody cried
A street screamed rape by a garden gate
Nobody laughed, nobody cried
But the hinges were oiled, the police came late
Nobody laughed, nobody cried
Fat Nelly was k**ed with a butcher's knife
Nobody laughed, nobody cried
And her blood ran red all over my life
Nobody laughed, nobody cried
A street screamed rape by a garden gate
Nobody laughed, nobody cried
But the hinges were oiled, the police came late
Nobody laughed, nobody cried
Nobody laughed, nobody cried
Nobody laughed, nobody cried
(I cried)