Tammy Hawthorne's Half Life Lyrics

You fat Tammy Hawthorne you ride your bike
I don't even know why but you're a beat wife
You let food rule you obesity wins
the cableman tools you and calls you a fish

In your pink stucco suburban home
you run the house with the air of a drone
Pulling the siren when everyone's down
eating Ben and Jerry's when no one's around

In service to microwave burritos
Hungry Man, Fancy Feast and Texas toast
What else do you do watch springer and the view
who do you see that says they know you not knew?

You fat Tammy Hawthorne you're a lost life
I don't even know why but you're a beat wife
You fill up your half life with double sized meals
Double garage double husbands and wheels

Maybe you need to eat and laze like you do
Because everyone here is depending on you
You carry this country on your portly ass
Blindly consuming without looking back

There's much more to say and more to tell
But I'm going to stop cause I can't do it well
the wits here and about me for so oh so long
Depart from my mind at the end of each song