No One Likes a Fat Pop Star

I come from a land of kebabs and curries, Second helpings - no worries . Pile the carbs upon the plate, Then one day its too late . No breakfast no luncheon, Just carpets I'll munch onAnd a thimble of self esteem. There's nothing for afters and absence of laughter, The saddest that I've ever been. You just can't be porky, not this side of fourty, Showbiz - a single chin gang . Scum paparazzi and weight police nasties have narrowed the hall of fame. No one likes a fat pop starPop is a place for the thin, No one wants a fat pop starWe want to hear thin people sing!! When I get faint I chew through my restraintsThe best meal that I've had all week, If I could eat my own words, I'd tear through the verbsBut nobody pays me to speak. No one likes a fat pop starPop is a place for the thin, No one wants a fat pop starWe want to hear thin people sing!! Now you've upset me I feel like a snack! A packet of Minstrels, a pie and a nap . Now whats wrong with thaaa-aaaat? No breakfast no luncheon, Just carpets I'll munch onAnd a thimble of self esteem. Place nothing for afters and absence of laughter, The thinnest that I've ever been. Thaaaank you