A 'glub' is a girl who thinks she fine
But can't afford clothes that fit her
Her gut's always hanging on the outside
And her skirt don't fit her ass

So, no- I don't think that's pretty
No- I don't think that's cute, and
No- I don't wanna take you shopping
No- Who told you to wear that suit?

(Chorus)
No, I don't want no Glubs
A glub is a girl who gets no love from me
A girl who has cottage cheese
From her thighs to her knees
Trying to holler at me
I don't want no Glubs
A glub is a girl who gets no love from me
A girl who has cottage cheese
From her thighs to her knees
Trying to holler at me

This Glub is watching me
Something I don't wanna see
Does she know how she looks in that outfit?
With the weave in her hair
And the blubber everywhere
Why did she leave her house?

So No- I'm not saying that you're ugly
No- I don't want to start a fight but
No- Spandex is a priviledge
No- For you to wear it just ain't right

(Repeat chorus)

If your thighs rub while you're walkin'
Oh yes, girl, we talkin' to you
If your breasts don't fit in your halter
Oh yes, girl, we talkin' to you
If your belly button hangs down past your belt
Oh yes, girl, we talkin' to you
No no honey
That ain't funny
Oh no!
We don't want no

No...Glubs
No...Glubs

(repeat chorus until fade out)