Icehouse - Fatman Lyrics
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- Fatman Lyrics
Album: Icehouse Fatman, fatman, fatman, fatman On Second Avenue, night life is second nature Black jazz in numbers land Affairs are all night long The girl's best friend is a fatman He gives her pearls and diamonds Sometimes she looks so blown away She hangs her head against the window Toasting brandies to her shadow Champagne from Paris, France Cigars, the best Havana The boys don't like the way you do things They might not understand I don't want to hear about it I don't want to talk about it I don't want to read about the details in the paper St. Valentine's Day blows away Leaves a fatman by the window Looking straight along the barrel Fatman, fatman, give me the gun Fatman, you're not fooling anybody Fatman, fatman, give me the gun Don't be like that baby You're just no fun Fatman, fatman, give me the gun Fatman, you're not fooling anybody Fatman, fatman, give me the gun Don't be like that baby You're just no fun Pink champagne from Paris, France Cigars, the best Havana On Second Avenue, affairs are all night long I don't want to hear about it I don't want to talk about it I don't want to read about the details in the paper St. Valentine's Day blows away Leaves the fatman by the window, Looking straight along the barrel Fatman, fatman, fatman, fatman You're not fooling anybody Fatman, fatman, fatman, fatman You're not fooling anybody Fatman, fatman, give me the gun Don't be like that baby, You're just no fun. Fatman, fatman, fatman, fatman You're not fooling anybody Fatman, fatman, give me the gun Don't be like that baby, You're just no fun.
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