Jakes Frilly Panties

Oh, Fat Man struggle
 A-wiggle, waggle, wobble
 When he rolls like Jell-O
 And he's fine and mellow, ladies!
 Well roll a little faster,
 You fat bastard
 Well, Jake's Frilly Panties, they make me scream:
 "Oh God Jake, you're a love machine!"
 When the big man struts his stuff,
 All the meat shakes on his bones
 Well, a-every time he quivers
 Some skinny person loses a home!
 Well, Big Man shakin'
 Ya got the dance floor quakin'
 Well, Jake's Frilly Panties, they make me scream:
 "Oh God Jake, you're a love machine!"
 (Fat Man...)
 Roly-poly!
 (Fat Man...)
 Holy Moley!
 (Fat Man...)
 You got too much custard...
 (Fat Man...)
 C'mon, pass the mustard!
 (Fat Man...)
 Shake it!
 (Fat Man...)
 Shake it!
 (Fat Man...)
 All right!
 When the Fat Man cuts the rug,
 All the party gonna jump and shout
 But the dance can't last forever,
 Everybody let it all hang out!
 Come on, Big Fat Ladies
 Oh, let's raise Hades
 Well, Jake's Frilly Panties, they make me scream
 Jake's Frilly Panties, they make me scream
 Jake's Frilly Panties, they make me scream
 "Oh God, Jake...
 You're a love machine!"