(Steve Millikan & Rod Robinson)

I know a man

Maybe you know him, too
You never can tell
He might even be you

He knelt at the altar
And that was the end
He's saved and that's all

That matters to him
His spiritual tummy
It can't take too much

One day a week
He gets his spiritual lunch
On Sunday he puts on

His spiritual best
And gives his language
A spiritual rest


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(He's just a fat)

He's just a fat little baby
He wants his bottle
And he don't mean maybe

He's sampled solid food
Once or twice
But he says doctrine

Leaves him cold as ice

He's been baptized, sanctified

Redeemed by the blood
But his daily devotions
Are stuck in the mud

He knows the books of the Bible
And John 3:16
He's got the biggest King James

You've ever seen

I've always wondered

If he'll grow up someday
He's momma's boy
And he likes it that way

If you happen to see him
Tell him I said
He'll never grow

If he never gets fed

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He's just a fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat
A fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat

A fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, little baby