The Lyrics To "Sitting on the Dock of the Bay," If Otis Redding Were Really Fat

Sittin’ in the morning sun,
I’ll be sittin’ when the evening come,
Watching the chips roll in,
And I’ll eat all them Lays again, yeah,
I’m sippin’ on the soup of the day,
Watching the fries boil away, ouh,
I’m just shittin’ out some frito lays,
Wasting time…

I left my home in Georgia,
Heading for the Milky Ways
I have something to live for
Looks’ like muffins gonna come my way,

So I’m just sittin’ in a pile of shame
Watching my pride roll away,
I’m lickin’ on some crème brulee
Wasting time…

Looks’ like nothing’s gonna change,
Everything still remains the same,
I can’t do what fit people tell me to do,
So I guess I’ll go eat some filets, yes,

Sittin’ here molesting my jones,
And this horniness won’t leave me alone, yes,
Two lousy porns I own,
If only I wasn’t so bigboned…

So I’m just sittin’ in a pile of shame
Watching my pride roll away,
I’m lickin’ on some crème brulee
Wasting time…