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Thin Lizzy - Fats lyrics
Check out fats, he's a real cool cat He's got a black and white tux with lots of class He says, "i love that jazz. i love that razz-ma-tazz. i love to swing." "i just go crazy when you give me room to do my thing." that's fats Well, check out fats, he's a real cool cat He's got bright white spats and sharp dark trilby hat He's got a chick that's slick and i like her looks And i like the way her lipstick, it matches the carnation on his tux I love his jazz, i love his style, it makes me feel so nice Oh fats, won't you play for ma a while? that's fats Oh well, sigmund freud, he gets very annoyed He was checking out fats and waller just don't like that cat He said, "i don't like his looks, i don't like his fashion." I love his jazz, i love his style, it makes me feel so nice Oh fats, won't you play for me a while? not that fats He's such a real cool cat, that's fats. nobody plays that jazz, not like fats |
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