Fatty I'm gonna get eyes tattooed to my eyelids I'm gonna get teeth tattooed to my lips A medal on my chest A mouth behind my neck I'll get extra legs tattooed to my hips [Chorus] When fatty gets a stylist the world with gather round Showering him with gratitude and free love When fatty gets a stylist you'll never keep him down So eat up I'm gonna get hold of Eldo and Kita I'm gonna get an all uranium tie A chastity belt Made out of felt Horns on my forehead and scars on my thighs [Chorus] Fatty Fatty gets a stylist I'm gonna add moles instead of remove them I'm gonna cut off the lobe of each ear Put hooves under my feet So I can keep the beat A woofer and a tweeter in my jaw so I can hear When fatty gets a stylist When fatty gets a stylist the circus comes to town Begging him for autographs and pre-nups When fatty gets a stylist the calories abound So eat up Fatty gets a stylist