| We don't talk about Fatty Patty, no |
| We don't talk about Fatty, but |
| It was my wedding day (It was our wedding day) |
| We were getting ready |
| And there wasn't a cloud in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky) |
| Fatty walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder) |
| You telling this story or am I? |
| I'm sorry, mi vida, go on |
| Fatty says, "It looks like rain" (why did he tell us?) |
| In doing so, he floods my brain |
| Abuela, get the umbrellas |
| Married in a hurricane |
| What a joyous day but anyway |
| We don't talk about Fatty Patty, no |
| We don't talk about Fatty |
| Hey, grew to live in fear of Fatty stuttering or stumbling |
| I can always hear him sort of eating his favorite food |
| I associate him with the sound of falling food, ch ch ch |
| It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling |
| Always left Abuela and the family fumbling |
| Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand |
| Do you understand? |
| A seven-foot wide, stomach to the floor |
| When he calls your name it all fades to orange |
| Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your skin (hey) |
| We don't talk about Fatty Patty, no |
| We don't talk about Fatty (we don't talk about Fatty) |
| He told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (no, no) |
| He told me he'd grow a gut and just like he said (no, no) |
| He said that all my food would disappear |
| Now, look at my bowl (no, no) |
| Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read |
| He told me that the life of my dreams |
| Would be promised and someday be mine |
| He told me that my power would grow |
| Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (Óye, Mariano's on his way) |
| He told me that the man of my dreams |
| Would be just out of reach |
| Betrothed to another |
| It's like I hear him, now |
| Hey sis, I want not a sound out of you (It's like I hear him, now) |
| I hear him, now |
| Um, Fatty |
| Yeah, about that Fatty |
| I really need to know about Fatty |
| Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Fatty |
| (Isabela, your boyfriend's here) |
| Time for dinner |
| A seven-foot wide, stomach to the floor |
| It was my wedding day (It was our wedding day) |
| We were getting ready |
| And there wasn't a cloud in the sky (when he calls your name it all fades to black) |
| Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Fatty walks in with a mischievous grin) |
| You telling this story or am I? |
| Óye, Mariano's on his way |
| Fatty says, "It looks like rain" (seven-foot wide) |
| In doing so, he floods my brain |
| Married in a hurricane (he's here) |
| Don't talk about Fatty |
| Why did I talk about Fatty? |
| Not a word about Fatty |
| I never shoulda brought up Fatty |
We Don't Talk About Fatty
Song parody of We Don't Talk About Bruno by Adassa
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Written by: Zoe & Ryder
Submitted on: January 18, 2022
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