The Pot Belly Worry

I was getting away rightly in my youngest of years,
the pot belly curse was the least of my fears
and i ate a lot and i drank many beers,
i'd seen no sign of the big hairy bump.

Well they fondled and tickled my belly along,
right past my button and down to my thong.
Then one day one of them stopped and i asked what was wrong,
her eyes fell at a stare at my belly.
Well i panicked at this for what could i do?
and i looked at my women and she panicked too,
she jumped up in disgust and ran to the loo
well it seemed i was poking no jelly.

Before you would know it, i was settled at last
and my sex life was gone along with my past,
i thought to to myself, i just can't go on, i'd need to do something fast
so i went out and bought a 'McFlurry'
Then i thought to myself, sure it's the nature of life,
i'll go out and get married and get a good wife
and we'll get fat together, there'll be no more strife
and i'll no longer have a pot belly worry.