(Lyle Lovett)

The fat girl

She always stayed inside and played piano

And she told her mother

The children made her cry

And her mother told her

They don't mean it

They don't mean it

They don't mean it

They don't mean it



Now the fat girl

She ain't fat no more

And lord how she plays piano

And she sings loud

And she sings low

And she sings of love

And blind passion

But she don't mean it

She don't mean it

She don't mean it

She don't mean it