A Fat Guy With No Money Lyrics

Every time I close to the girls why they always get away from me
It always makes me sad and what is wrong with me
Whereas I have tried so hard to make a band
But they still don’t want to hold my chubby’s hand

They never care if I often visit to movement
They hate me because I am friend with hansen

A fat guy with no money it’s me (yeah that’s you)
A fat guy with no money wooo that’s me (it’s the real you)
A fat guy with no money yeeaaah that was me (that’s you again)
A fat guy with no money woooo that was me

I imagine if I were in a band with a fuck guy
But jorks asked me first to join his band
I think there’s a boredom that makes me die
I have no money, no car and no girlfriend

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