A Canadian (possibly Toronto) band called One had a local hit called Wide Load back in the early 90s. Anybody have any more info? Good tune, here's the lyrics:
Excuse me for calling you shallow,
You judge another by their weight, not their value.
I keep sticking to my thinking,
All the while, I hear you singing
Wide load, wide wide load,
Wide load, oversized load.
Wide load, wide wide load,
Wide load, oversized load.
Check out the size of that girl's backside,
I ain't never seen nothin' so wide.
When she walks by, the ground it does shake,
When she runs, she cause an earthquake.
She's a real big momma, size extra-large.
Throw her in the water, and use her as a barge.
[She's got more rolls than a bakery shop],
You'd be grouchy if she were on top.
Chorus
That girl, she's a little bit chunky.
That boy, is a little bit hefty.
That girl, she's a little bit chunky.
I have to ask you a question:
Must you always emphasize dimension?
Check out the size of that girl's caboose!
I said, you try to get away but it ain't no use.
Better run for cover or she'll trample you.
She leaves footprints in the sidewalk as she passes through.
But aren't you looking at the surface?
You know you're rewarded without a purpose.
Chorus
I don't want her,
You can have her,
She's too fat for me.
I don't want her,
You can have her,
She's too fat for me.
I don't want her,
You can have her,
She's too fat for me.
She's too fat, she's too fat, she's too fat for me.
Chorus
Excuse me for calling you shallow,
You judge another by their weight, not their value.
I keep sticking to my thinking,
All the while, I hear you singing
Wide load, wide wide load,
Wide load, oversized load.
Wide load, wide wide load,
Wide load, oversized load.
Check out the size of that girl's backside,
I ain't never seen nothin' so wide.
When she walks by, the ground it does shake,
When she runs, she cause an earthquake.
She's a real big momma, size extra-large.
Throw her in the water, and use her as a barge.
[She's got more rolls than a bakery shop],
You'd be grouchy if she were on top.
Chorus
That girl, she's a little bit chunky.
That boy, is a little bit hefty.
That girl, she's a little bit chunky.
I have to ask you a question:
Must you always emphasize dimension?
Check out the size of that girl's caboose!
I said, you try to get away but it ain't no use.
Better run for cover or she'll trample you.
She leaves footprints in the sidewalk as she passes through.
But aren't you looking at the surface?
You know you're rewarded without a purpose.
Chorus
I don't want her,
You can have her,
She's too fat for me.
I don't want her,
You can have her,
She's too fat for me.
I don't want her,
You can have her,
She's too fat for me.
She's too fat, she's too fat, she's too fat for me.
Chorus