Fat Baby Lyrics - 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 

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, Fatttt... 

Baby...