Onward, Fat Girl (The Dismemberment Plan)

No one can tell righteous from right But it was nothing tonight What is these days So you keep on fighting the fight And if it's telling your strife Still our eyes are plain carry on.... Onward fat girl! Onward fat girl! Yeah, yeah, yeah! I can't tell you I guess you're depressed Until you wisk in the dress that you can't fit All I wanna say is you gotta look inside It does matter what Just let the other things slide carry on.... Onward fat girl! Onward fat girl! Yeah, yeah, yeah! no it's not just a matter of taste Yeah you really are ugly As a matter of fact, yeah, you're sort of ugly That's alright, that's alright, I don't really care As long as you keep getting people faces I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care... on, on, onward fat girl!