Tim Wilson - Beer Belly Blues Lyrics

Beer belly blues what color are my new shoes
'Cause my feet and belt buckle are things I rarely see
My problem is not my glands,
It comes poured from aluminum cans,
And Pabst Blue Ribbon's been awfully good to me

And honey when you buy my shirts, make sure they're triple-XLs
Four or five people I know at work have started calling me Orson Welles
I've got endorsement offers from Michelob Light and Strohs,
And Junior Samples family called, and they're savin' me his old clothes

Beer belly blues what color are my new shoes
'Cause my pants and my zipper are things I rarely see
My momma says I'm big-boned
I can't fit in her mobile home
And Old Milwaukee's been awfully good to me

Yeah, I used to be a lean 175, now I'm way over three
It's gettin' to the point where my own wife don't wanna slow dance with me
'Cause I like to eat and watch TV, and knock out a case or two
Even people like Sally Struthers say that I need to lose a few

Beer belly blues are somethin' that I can't lose
If Richard Simmons saw me, he'd cry, and hold my hand
Yeah, but I couldn't touch my knees if I was sweatin' to the oldies
And old Milwaukee's been awfully good to me
Yeah, Pabst Blue Ribbon's been awfully good to me
Yeah, yeast in general's been awfully good to me