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 a spiritual lunch.
On Sunday, he puts on his spiritual best,
And gives his language a spiritual rest.
He's just a faaa...
He's just a fat little baby!
Wa, wa, waaaaa....
He wants his bottle, and he don't mean maybe.
He sampled solid foods once or twice,
But he says doctrine leaves him cold as ice.
Ba, ba, ba, ba...ba, ba...ba, ba!
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."
He's just a fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fa-at, fat...
Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Fa-at, Fat...
FAT, FAT, FAT, FAT, FAT, FAT, FAAAAAT...
...little baby...You ring me up and you bring me down.
I never know if you'll come around.
I like the salty taste in my mouth.
Ten minutes on the lips, ten days without.
If I were a star,
Would you look at me when you're lying there in the dark?
If I called on you from far away,
Would you say the things I want you to say?
What would you say if I shined at night?
If everyone wanted a piece of my light?
Would you say the name?
Would you finally be the guy who can't get enough of me?
If I were a star,
Would you think of me when you're lying there in the dark?
If I called on you from far away,
Would you say the things I want you to say?
Just think of what I could be and not what I am.
The envy of every woman, the dream of every man.
If I were a star,
Would you look at me when we're lying there in the dark?
If I called on you from far away,
Would you say the things I want you to say?