Written：Steve Millikan/Rod Robinson

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 his spiritual lunch.
On Sunday he puts on
His spiritual best
And gives his language
A spiritual rest.

Chorus:

(He's just a fat)
He's just a fat little baby.
He wants his bottle
And he don't mean maybe.
He's sampled solid food
Once or twice.
But he says doctrine
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Leaves him cold as ice.

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 mamma'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.

Repeat Chorus

He's just a fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat
A fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat,
A fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, little baby.