God Must Have Placed A Little More Flab On Me
(an interpolation of: God Must Have Spent A Little More Time On You by Nsync)
Verse 1
(sung from the point of view and in the voice of Eric Cartman)
How can this be true,
Can this be hella real?
I cannot ever skip
One tiny meal.
My meals are complete,
I thought they were whole,
Why can't I keep my eating
Under control?
Never thought it would come out like this,
If stopped now then I'd have to miss,
The chicken pot pie,
The powdered donut surprise,
Mom would wonder,
What the hell was wrong with me!
Chorus
My body's like pig,
Chubby and fat,
If I had then control
I'd feed my food to my cat!
When I look in the mirror at
The boy that I see,
I say, "God must have placed
A little more flab, on me!"
Verse 2
In all things created,
All meals big and small,
I think chicken wings
Are the best of them all.
And the in second place is
The cousin to the cheese curl
Called Cheesy Poofs.
Vegetables make me hurl.
And I'm trying hard
To figure out,
Just how I could ever
Live without
Any Swiss colony beef logs
Or mustarded up hot dogs,
My body would be purified,
My mind would be horrified!
Chorus
My body's like pig,
Chubby and fat,
If I had then control
I'd feed my food to my cat!
When I look in the mirror at
The boy that I see,
I say, "God must have placed
A little more flab, on me!"