Fat Baby - Amy Grant 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 Hes saved, and thats all that matters to him His spiritual tummy, it cant 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 Hes just a faaa Hes just a fat little baby
Wa, wa, waaaaa He wants his bottle, and he dont 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 Hes 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 316 Hes got the biggest king james youve ever seen Ive always wondered if hell grow up someday Hes mommas boy, and he likes it that way
If you happen to see him, tell him I said Hell never grow, if he never gets fed Hes just a faaa Hes just a fat little baby Wa, wa, waaaaa He wants his bottle, and he dont mean maybe He sampled solid foods once or twice
But he says doctrine leaves him cold as ice Ba ba ba ba Hes just a fat little baby
He wants his bottle, and he dont mean maybe He sampled solid foods once or twice But he says doctrine leaves him cold as ice