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Fat Lip Momma Blues Video (MV)






The Sugar Thieves - Fat Lip Momma Blues Lyrics




Well my daddy thinks he's high class
Just cause he's got a nice hat
Thinks he's got the biggest boots in town
Well I tell you what you ain't no big man
Thinkin' I can't but you can
You better watch it baby
I'm gonna fat lip you all over town

Aww my baby you think you know everything
You've been squawking like a gaggle of geese
But c'mon momma let me tell you a thing or three
Instead of flappin' them fat lips all over town
You should be standin' up next to me grinnin' in a gown
And we could be just like a couple of love birds in a tree

Well you a fat lip momma
Real bag of bones daddy
You've got a fat lip momma
I said bag of bones daddy
You've got a fat lip momma
I'm gonna fat lip you all over town

Mike you put our old hound dog to shame
The way you lie around like a horse gone lame
While I slave away working my fingers down to the elbows
If it were up to you baby you'd drink this town dry
Go chasin' around after the shirt with the guys
Honey I'm puttin' my foot down
Case closed we're goin' home

And my fat lip momma
You got your mouth poked out
That old pouty face and arms folded up aww
C'mon momma and hug your daddy one more time
You know the way that I love you puts me in a trance
But you've got more whine than the south of France
Keep on stirrin' that pot momma
Until I change my mind

You got the fat lip momma
Real bag of bones daddy
You're a fat lip momma
I said bag of bones daddy
You've got a fat lip momma
I'm gonna fat lip you all over town

Yeah you got the fat lip momma
Real a bag of bones daddy
You've got a fat lip momma
I said bag of bones daddy now
You've got a fat lip momma
I'm gonna fat lip you all over town
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Well my daddy thinks he's high class
Just cause he's got a nice hat
Thinks he's got the biggest boots in town
Well I tell you what you ain't no big man
Thinkin' I can't but you can
You better watch it baby
I'm gonna fat lip you all over town

Aww my baby you think you know everything
You've been squawking like a gaggle of geese
But c'mon momma let me tell you a thing or three
Instead of flappin' them fat lips all over town
You should be standin' up next to me grinnin' in a gown
And we could be just like a couple of love birds in a tree

Well you a fat lip momma
Real bag of bones daddy
You've got a fat lip momma
I said bag of bones daddy
You've got a fat lip momma
I'm gonna fat lip you all over town

Mike you put our old hound dog to shame
The way you lie around like a horse gone lame
While I slave away working my fingers down to the elbows
If it were up to you baby you'd drink this town dry
Go chasin' around after the shirt with the guys
Honey I'm puttin' my foot down
Case closed we're goin' home

And my fat lip momma
You got your mouth poked out
That old pouty face and arms folded up aww
C'mon momma and hug your daddy one more time
You know the way that I love you puts me in a trance
But you've got more whine than the south of France
Keep on stirrin' that pot momma
Until I change my mind

You got the fat lip momma
Real bag of bones daddy
You're a fat lip momma
I said bag of bones daddy
You've got a fat lip momma
I'm gonna fat lip you all over town

Yeah you got the fat lip momma
Real a bag of bones daddy
You've got a fat lip momma
I said bag of bones daddy now
You've got a fat lip momma
I'm gonna fat lip you all over town
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Writer: Jeffrey Todd Naylor, Meridith Ann Moore, Mikel Shane Lander, Shea Marshall
Copyright: Lyrics © WHIRLED MUSIC PUBLISHING


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