If I ever got the chance I think I’d eat my hat
I eat and eat from morn till night all that comes my way
I seem to be enlarging hour by hour each day
Instead of one potato I’ll eat six or even eight
I really must resist them or it will be too late
Oh dear I am so worried I’ve put on too much weight
I’m so big now it isn’t true I can’t get through the gate
I raid the freezer every night for portions of ice cream
No wonder all my friends tell me I’m wide around the beam
I take ten lumps of sugar in my coffee and my tea
I won’t look in the mirror to see the sight of me
Oh dear I am so worried I’m getting rather big
My husband kindly told me I’m looking like a pig
My size may be increasing but my nose just stays the same
I think he’s only trying to put myself to shame
I must agree I do like milk I drink it by the litre
I put the tape around my waist and I’ve increased it by a metre.
Oh dear I am so worried I do so like my food
Everything I seem to eat is tasty and so good
I like toffees, sweets and chocolates anything that’s sweet
To sit down to a three course meal is really such a treat
I love a big meat pudding with mushy peas and mash
It means more to me than fillet steak and costs a lot less cash
Oh dear I should be worried none of my clothes will fit
I put my trendy things on and all they do is split
The other day a circus man asked me to do s turn
He said there was good money in it for me to earn
He didn’t say however that my partner was a bear
So here I am at home again fat without a care.
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