I know a manmaybe you know himtoo.
You never can tell; he might even be you.
He knelt at the altarand that was the end.
Heís savedand thatís all that matters to him.
His spiritual tummyit canít take too much.
One day a weekhe gets a spiritual lunch.
On sundayhe puts on his spiritual best
And gives his language a spiritual rest.
Heís just a faaa...
Heís just a fat little baby!
He wants his bottleand he donít mean maybe.
He sampled solid foods once or twice
But he says doctrine leaves him cold as ice.
Heís been baptizedsanctifiedredeemed by the blood
But his daily devotions are stuck in the mud.
He knows the books of the Bible and john 3:16.
Heís got the biggest king james youíve ever seen!
Iíve always wondered if heíll grow up someday.
Heís mommaís boyand he likes it that way.
If you happen to see himtell him I said
heíll never growif he never gets fed.
Heís just a fatfatfatfatfatfa-atfat...
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