When I was a boy There was no limit on what I could eat Shake after shake after shake after shake Followed by all kinds of red meat Metabolism runnin´ around so fast
My body never gained no weight That pissed off all my Momma´s friends And made my big-boned sister irate But now I´m a man And all that food frolicking has caused my ego to hurt ´Cause even when I´m in the shower alone I´m too embarrassed to remove my shirt What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay Made a fat mother-fucker outta me What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay Made a fat mother-fucker outta me And all them cookies I been munching lately My feets are becoming difficult to see I believe it was my Daddy Who led to this eating disease By calling me "The Little Candy-ass" When I couldn´t finish a burger with cheese
Or maybe it was my Momma Who got me addicted to the wrong foods Only when I gobbled down every chicken cutlet Would I get to see Momma´s good moods They said eat this, they said eat that To stay skinny there was no chance And now when I walk I hear corduroy Even though I ain´t wearing pants What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay Made a fat mother-fucker outta me (You fat fuck, you fat fuck) What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay Made a fat mother-fucker outta me (You fat fuck, you fat fuck) And all that ice cream I been eatin´ lately My chins alone weigh 203 The diet starts tomorrow! I have a grapefruit for breakfast
For lunch a bowl of white rice Dinnertime it´s a saltless potato I ain´t allowed no spice If this diet´s gonna work Tonight I can´t eat no more "Just go to sleep," I say to myself As I close the bedroom door Two in the morning, I wake up to piss My belly´s hungry and achin´ Tiptoe to the kitchen, fuck the diet Bring on the chips flavored with bacon What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay Made a fat mother-fucker outta me What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay Make a tub o´ shit outta me And all them crumb-cakes I been eating lately I shoulda bought stock in Sara Lee