In Another Size Songtext
von Cledus T. Judd

I need another size
′Cause I'm someone who
Has eaten too much
For these size thirty-two′s
Gonna bust out the seams
From too many fries

Need another size, yeah

Miss Patricia Arrowood
You need another size
At least try some on
'Cause believe you me
You ain't skin and bones
Your britches way too small
Forget them Calvin Kleins

You need another size, yeah


I need another size
′Cause I′m afraid that I can't breathe
These skin tight starched new Wranglers
Look like they′re painted on me
I need to Jazzercise
But I'm way too lazy to
′Cause every time I look
My belly's proof

Need another size
Oh, need another size
′Cause folks stare at me
There in the buffet line
Where it's all you can eat
The scales don't lie
You lost the fin fin fight
Need another size

Yeah, yeah, yeah

And what they don′t see
These pants are killing me
I need a trainer and a nurse
My blood pressure′s high
'Cause in another size


I could double up on sweets
They′ve got to make some Wranglers
That will fit my physique
But they don't specialize
In pants the size of parachutes
So I guess I′ll walk around
In my birthday suit

'Til they make another size
Need another size
We need another size