We'll I've got some lard on my front and back
And if I try to run then I start to hack
I eat too much pork and drink too much jack
Thank god I'm a chunky boy

There was a time when I went into a boxing ring
The guy knocked me to the floor with just one mighty swing
I fell on my butt and did not feel a thing
Thank god I'm a chunky boy

When the sun's come up and my hunger is real
I pull out my griddle and I cook myself a meal
That food could be stacked from my knee down to my heel
Thank god I'm a chunky boy

I'd eat chocolate pudding all day if I could
But my gums and my teeth wouldn't take it very good
So I gobble other stuff much more than I should
Thank god I'm a chunky boy

Well, I got me some big thighs and I got me old griddle
There are times when I want to eat up my own fiddle
Life ain't nothing if you don't got a big middle
Thank god I'm a chunky boy

Well I wouldn´t trade my fat for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
But I need cash to replace some broken bar stools
Thank god I´m a chunky boy

One, day I drank a lot, how much I´m not quite sure
And I fell out of the window of the second floor
My behind hit concrete but I was hardly sore
I thanked god I´m a chunky boy


Well, I got me some big thighs and I got me old griddle
There are times when I want to eat up my own fiddle
Life ain't nothing if you don't got a big middle
Thank god I'm a chunky boy

Well, meals eaten with my daddy were not close to small
It´s because of him that I closely resemble a ball
He said ¨Don´t worry about your arteries at all
And thank god you´re a chunky boy¨

My daddy taught me young how to eat a whole lot of fat
He taught me never to allow my tummy to be flat
Taught me not to go nowhere near an exercise mat
Thank God I´m a chunky boy

Well, I got me some big thighs and I got me old griddle
There are times when I want to eat up my own fiddle
Life ain't nothing if you don't got a big middle
Thank god I'm a chunky boy