She's a big girl, loves her pasta.
Loves cheese whiz and ham sammiches too.
She's a plump girl, crazy ‘bout eatin’.
Loves horseradish on her sammiches too.
She’s a long way from fittin’ in her best jeans.
There's no way she’ll be wearin’ them soon.
Feels like a bad girl, ‘cause she’s not even tryin’.
She’s a bad girl, blown up like a balloon.
Can’t break free, she’s been stallin’.
Yeah, can’t break free, feels like bawlin’.
Then she wised up, started livin’ more healthy.
Has turned fitness into an art.
Changed her bad ways, she’s eating like she ought to,
And exercising with all of her heart.
She’s gutsy, she’s even bloggin’.
Yeah, breakin’ free, see her joggin’.
Watch her stride down over the side streets,
And now fried food’s not part of her plan.
She’s gonna do well; keep pushin’ forward.
As strong today as the day she began.
Can you see? The scale’s fallin'
Yeah you see, Life’s callin’.
Yeah she’s free, not free fallin’.
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