We were driving to Birmingham, Alabama and my buddy Keith was driving the truck
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And this lady about ran us off the road in a cadillac.
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She just kinda smiled when she went by, and he has road rage and he said look at that Big Fat Bitch
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So I grabbed my little travel guitar out of the back and went
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Big fat bitch
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she's a big ol big ol fat bitch
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she goes to Ryan's and they say, "Shit!
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this one's gonna cost us...
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she's a big ol bitch!"
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She's a big ol bitch
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She sweats grits
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you can hide a pound of dope
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under one of her tits
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Big fat bitch
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She's a big ol bitch
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Who stole Christmas?
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The Grinch
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Who stole the Twinkies?
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big fat bitch!
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She's a big ol bitch
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Yeah she had this cajun friend
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who had a pet alligator
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She ate that some-bitch
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like it was a green Now N Later
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or a fried green da-mator
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You'd have to have a turbo-foaming car wash brush
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to masterbate her
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She's a big ol bitch
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She's a big ol bitch
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When she was eight years old she had a Pogo stick that would say, "hey Wanda!"
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And they'd go "song-tong-thong-song-tong-thong"
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And now her pogo stick says, "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!"
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And they go "Bount. Bount."
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She's a big ol bitch
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She's a big ol bitch
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She gargles and drools and spits
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and she makes all kinds of noise
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She chases the ice cream man down Cunningham
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in her corduroys
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She's a big ol bitch
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She's a big ol big fat bitch!!!!
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Big Fat Bitch
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| Zac Brown Band |
