This song is about an advanced debating technique.– INTRO –Well, we've argued on for hoursAnd you still will not acceptThat my point of view's superior to yours.But my intellectual powersWill prove just how you're inept,For your reasoning is suff'ring from the greatest flaw of flaws.For you see…– VERSE 1 –When yo' mama was delivered,'Twas your grandma's worst ordeal.Each brutal strain was met with heaving painThat drove her nigh insane while leaving scars that could not heal.And when the birth was fin'ly over,They could not believe their eyes:The baby that had just popped outWas almost twice your grandma's size.– CHORUS 1 –Yo' mama's so fat;Yo' mama's so fat.Don't let her near a platter,Or she'll get even fatter;Ev'ry time she takes a step she makes the pavement shatter.Yo' mama's so fat;Yo' mama's so fat.We ought to snub her –She's just a mound of blubberCoz yo' mama's so damn fat!– VERSE 2 –When yo' mama eats her dinner,It's an epic enterprise:She eats and eats extremely greasy meats,And then she goes for sweets in heaps that reach the very skies.And it's a wonder she affords it,But just ask those banking chaps:The subprime loan to fund her foodMade the economy collapse.– CHORUS 2 –Yo' mama's so fat;Yo' mama's so fat.She's nowhere near ascetic,And hence far from aesthetic;It won't be too long before she's Type 2 diabetic.Yo' mama's so fat;Yo' mama's so fat.You can't deny it:She really needs a dietCoz yo' mama's so damn fat!– BRIDGE –You may be fit and handsome and think you're quite intelligent,But don't forget you come from a mum who's far from elegant.How can you claim to have any hint of credibility,When yo' mum thinks that ev'rything's high in edibility?– VERSE 3 –So before you try disputingAnything I have to say,Recall your mum whose fav'rite word is "yum"And you will quickly come to see your logic is astray.So you had best give up this quarrelAnd go crying home to mum.I'm sure she'll bake a giant cake,And she might let you have a crumb.– CHORUS 3 –Yo' mama's so fat;Yo' mama's so fat.For any gap, she'd span it,So you'll just have to can it;Forced us to reclassify that Pluto's not a planet.Yo' mama's so fat;Yo' mama's so fat.None are obeser;The freak shows want to lease herCoz yo' mama's so damn fat!Fatty, fatty, fatty, fatty, fatty, fatty, fatty,Yes, yo' mama's so damn fat!– Music and lyrics by Adrian Khoo, August 2009 –

HALF THE BATTLE IS LEARNING HOW TO EAT!