Well when I was young ‘bout thirty-one I met this truck driving queen, a walking dream she said “boy – ya wanna find the fat state?”
well the miles went by I couldn’t care less why with a heartful of hope in a cinemascope I just knew – oowhee!!! this must be the place
but ridin’ both night and day thinkin’bout you honey an all the sweet things you used to say, ah-ha-ha But all this time honey you were talkin’bout my money, screamin about the things we never had Oh my my
well I was Jack she were Jill together I knew we’d found the thrill she said “aarghh – we never made the fat state”
Well the world outside is all big and wide But my mind’s so small I don’t need this call I n-n-n-need, I need to find the fat state
So from now on I wanna do things right And stick real tight to my own plan Tonight I’ll find my way to the fat state Yeah right – I’m in the fat state Ah-ha-ha – I’m back in the fat state