You fat Tammy Hawthorne you ride your bike I don't even know why but you're a beat wife You let food rule you obesity wins The cableman tools you and calls you a fish In your pink stucco suburban home You run the house with the air of a drone Pulling the siren when everyone's down Eating Ben and Jerry's when no one's around In service to microwave burritos Hungry Man, Fancy Feast and Texas toast What else do you do watch springer and the view Who do you see that says they know you not knew? You fat Tammy Hawthorne you're a lost life I don't even know why but you're a beat wife You fill up your half life with double sized meals Double garage double husbands and wheels Maybe you need to eat and laze like you do Because everyone here is depending on you You carry this country on your portly ass Blindly consuming without looking back There's much more to say and more to tell But I'm going to stop cause I can't do it well The wits here and about me for so oh so long Depart from my mind at the end of each song