The Fat Patrol's Greatest Hits--
Songs to Celebrate Fat Women
Herstorical note:
these songs were first performed at "An Evening of Fat Women's Culture" during the herstoric F.A.T. (Fat
Activists Together) Conference, the first national meeting of radical fat feminist activists, which took place
in New Haven, Connecticut in April of 1980. In the years since, the songs have become staples of fat women's gatherings.
They are reprinted from the Proceedings of the First Feminist Fat Activists' Working Meeting, published by F.A.T.
on August 5, 1980, from the Largesse Archives. Lyrics were written by Kate Allen, Marcia DuVall, Beryl-Elise Hoffstein
and Elly Janesdaughter (Schwartz). Graphic by Judith Masur, copyright 1980.
(There's) No Womyn Like Fat Womyn
(Sung to the tune of "There's No Business Like Show
Business" from Annie Get Your Gun)
There's no womyn like fat womyn
Like no womyn I know
Everything about them is appealing
Bellies, breasts and buttocks turn you on
Where else can you get that happy feeling
When you are squeezing that extra pound
There's no womyn like fat womyn
We're big womyn, and strong
We're committed to ending that diet game
We're standing up proudly, we'll feel no shame
Don't psychologize us, we'll take no more blame
We're moving right along
We're fat and we are strong
201 Pounds of Fun
(Sung to the tune of "101 Pounds of Fun" from South Pacific)
Two hundred and one pounds of fun
That's my great big honey bun
Get a load of honey bun tonight
Speaking of my sweetie pie
Forty inches is her thigh
And every inch is packed with dynamite
Her body's big and cuddly
She's so cuddly-wuddly
I love to squeeze both her knees and listen to her sigh
Two hundred and one pounds of fun
That's my great big honey bun
Get a load of honey bun tonight
Oh, Fat Womyn
(Sung to the tune of "Oklahoma" from the musical
of the same name)
O--verweight is what they tell me that I shouldn't be
And I shouldn't eat a food that's sweet
For they say that's what is killing me
O--vereating's what they say I really shouldn't do
But I feel so well they can go to hell
And take all their diet doctors, too
We know that we eat like they do
And the lies that they tell are not true
So when we say, on your diets we won't stay
We're only saying, you're doing fine, fat womyn
Fat womyn, OK!
(I've Grown) Accustomed to My Size
(Sung to the tune of "I've Grown Accustomed to Your
Face" from My Fair Lady)
I've grown accustomed to my size
I love my lovely, luscious thighs
And now it's time to celebrate
Each gorgeous pound of weight
My stomach, my breasts, and all the rest
I just won't diet any more
'Cause Diet Workshop* is a bore
I'm going to learn to love my body
Just the way it's meant to be
I'm learning how to cherish
Every precious inch of me
I've grown accustomed to my fat
I know that's where it's at
Accustomed to my size
I've Had It (With Your Diet Plans)
(Sung to the tune of the 50's song "Beep, Beep")
I've had it with your diet plans
I'm much too hip for that
I'm chucking all my diet pills
I'm sticking with my fat
Yeah!
The pleasures of food
Were stolen from me
For the promise of being svelte
But now I eat just what I please
And I'm letting out my belt
Yeah!
Fat Womyn
(Sung to the tune of "Moon River" from Breakfast at Tiffany's)
Fat womyn
Wider than a mile
When I see you I smile all day
Whenever your damn diet ends
I'll be round the bend
My beautiful fat friends
Fat womyn, and me
No More Diets
(Sung as a round to the tune of "Frere Jacques")
No more diets, no more diets
No more pills, no more pills
No more saccharine, no more saccharine**
No more ills, no more ills
*alternative
line: 'Cause counting calories is a bore
**alternative line: No more binge and vomit, no more binge
and vomit
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