Afternoons with Oprah, Ellen, Dr Phil Scoffing boxes of chocolates Cakes and Kentucky Fried Soft drinks by the gallon Gorge desert until you're ill Food stains down your shirt Sweat stains down your thighs She's got, she's got The leakage She's got, she's got The leakage Pure fat is weeping The third eye it cries Time to change your pants now Before they crust and dry Leaking and oozing and dribbling and staining She's got, she's got The leakage She's got, she's got The leakage Wallowing in your own filth Like a pig in shit Lost the remote for days on end Found it under your tit Garbage in the corner Kids out on the street Mongrel dog with a dozen pups Pissing shitting where they sleep The lounge it is collapsing Succumbing to the strain Puddles form beneath your arse From the sphincter the lard drains Only exercise for the day is to wipe away the flies Only time you leave the house there's a blue moon in the skies Leaking and oozing and dribbling and staining She's got, she's got The leakage She's got, she's got The leakage