Lyrics
Started my morning with a minty thrill
Grabbed the tube with my ninja skill
A dollop rolled down but didn't hit the sink
It landed on a curve that made me stop and think
Oh no what's this that I see
A belly big enough to catch debris
Toothpaste sliding like a down-hill ski
Guess slim ain't the word they'd use for me
Used to call it the six-pack zone
Now it jingles like a xylophone
It's got personality it's got mass appeal
But man oh man this belly is real
Oh no what's this that I see
A belly big enough to catch debris
Toothpaste sliding like a down-hill ski
Guess slim ain't the word they'd use for me
I'll trade my donuts for celery sticks
Find a treadmill that doesn't click
But tonight I'll dance and jiggle with pride
Cause who needs abs when you've got this vibe
Dentist might judge but I just laugh
This belly saved me from a messy mishap
Gotta love the curves gotta own the grind
It's a pillow it's a shelf it's one of a kind