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)