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This is the story about a girl named Plumpy
VERSE 1 Every doorway She gets stuck Tromp, tromp, tromps on the floor Opens her mouth up Crocidile She couldn't be stuffed anymore They go-
Isn't she puffy? This whole-lot-a girl? And they say
CHORUS She's so plumy, butterball Oh she's wide wide wide Wider than she's tall, thinking When I see her, blocking the sunlight She bends over, the moons out tonight
VERSE 2 Her own orbit Puff of cream It's always snack time around the clock And the scale keeps spinning as she keeps on eating They tell me Her thyroid is in shock They go-
Isn't she portly? This heck-uv-a girl? And they say
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CHORUS She's so plumpy, endless width Well she's got more pounds than Queen Elizabeth, thicker and When you weight her, you need a rictor scale She's the mascot, for Save the Whale
*boom boom boom* -You feel something? -Ahh! Godzilla! -No, Plumpy!
*machine gun fire, screaming* -Yes Plumpy is on the rampage, the city is doomed. Omigosh, here she comes!!
Isn't she puffy? This heck-uv-a girl?
BRIDGE She is so plumpy But what's the big deal? She's waving at me With her cellurlite But does that make it right?
CHORUS She's so plumpy, blood's ragu But you got to remember she's a Person too, thinking Judging someone, by looks and not their life Makes me glad God, sees what's inside
She's so plumpy... Tell me why why why Can't we look past that, I'm saying God's not thinking, if you're round or slim Cuz you're still so- beautiful to Him |
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