Fat kiddo on the ground again
Dirt might stain you sometime
Now everybody's toes lift
Heels tip back
The slide flips to the next
Backlit we all see the sky
Skinny branches veining out
Blue afternoon
Sick baby won't pull through again
We all face east in a memoriam of loss
Everyone you know in prostration
Are we faking that God tucks her in
In the bed that she is choosing
As long as her family approves of it
All beauty wishes to come true
Buried soft in the moss
The precious self you're watchin' however does not
South Jersey baby
Sick baby won't pull through again
We all face east in a memoriam of loss
Now, everyone you know in prostration
Are we faking that God tucks her in
In the bed that she is choosing
As long as her family approves of it
Blue afternoon x8
Everyone in prostration
Are we faking God tucks her in
Everyone held in prostration
Are we faking God tucks her in
Fat kiddo on the ground again
Dirt might stain you sometime
Now everybody's toes lift
Heels tip back
The Districts - Fat Kiddo Lyrics
The Districts - Fat Kiddo Lyrics
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Fat kiddo on the ground again
Dirt might stain you sometime
Now everybody's toes lift
Heels tip back
The slide flips to the next
Backlit we all see the sky
Skinny branches veining out
Blue afternoon
Sick baby won't pull through again
We all face east in a memoriam of loss
Everyone you know in prostration
Are we faking that God tucks her in
In the bed that she is choosing
As long as her family approves of it
All beauty wishes to come true
Buried soft in the moss
The precious self you're watchin' however does not
South Jersey baby
Sick baby won't pull through again
We all face east in a memoriam of loss
Now, everyone you know in prostration
Are we faking that God tucks her in
In the bed that she is choosing
As long as her family approves of it
Blue afternoon x8
Everyone in prostration
Are we faking God tucks her in
Everyone held in prostration
Are we faking God tucks her in
Fat kiddo on the ground again
Dirt might stain you sometime
Now everybody's toes lift
Heels tip back
Dirt might stain you sometime
Now everybody's toes lift
Heels tip back
The slide flips to the next
Backlit we all see the sky
Skinny branches veining out
Blue afternoon
Sick baby won't pull through again
We all face east in a memoriam of loss
Everyone you know in prostration
Are we faking that God tucks her in
In the bed that she is choosing
As long as her family approves of it
All beauty wishes to come true
Buried soft in the moss
The precious self you're watchin' however does not
South Jersey baby
Sick baby won't pull through again
We all face east in a memoriam of loss
Now, everyone you know in prostration
Are we faking that God tucks her in
In the bed that she is choosing
As long as her family approves of it
Blue afternoon x8
Everyone in prostration
Are we faking God tucks her in
Everyone held in prostration
Are we faking God tucks her in
Fat kiddo on the ground again
Dirt might stain you sometime
Now everybody's toes lift
Heels tip back
Writer: BRADEN ISAAC LAWRENCE, CONNOR PHILLIP JACOBUS, PATRICK CASSIDY, ROBERT RICHARD GROTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Performed By: The Districts
Length: 2:47
Written by: BRADEN ISAAC LAWRENCE, CONNOR PHILLIP JACOBUS, PATRICK CASSIDY, ROBERT RICHARD GROTE