Thin Lizzy - Fats lyrics

Check out fats, he's a real cool cat

He's got a black and white tux with lots of class

He says, I love that jazz. I love that razz-ma-tazz. i love to swing.

I just go crazy when you give me room to do my thing. that's fats

Well, check out fats, he's a real cool cat

He's got bright white spats and sharp dark trilby hat

He's got a chick that's slick and I like her looks

And I like the way her lipstick, it matches the carnation on his tux

I love his jazz, I love his style, it makes me feel so nice

Oh fats, won't you play for ma a while? that's fats

Oh well, sigmund freud, he gets very annoyed

He was checking out fats and waller just don't like that cat

He said, I don't like his looks, I don't like his fashion.

I love his jazz, I love his style, it makes me feel so nice

Oh fats, won't you play for me a while? not that fats

He's such a real cool cat, that's fats. nobody plays that jazz, not like fats