You Can Call Me Jack

A man steps on the scale, 

He says, “Why am I soft in the middle now?
Why am I soft in the middle?
Losing weight is so incredibly hard! 

I need a body-intervention,
I want a rejuvenation! 

Don’t want to end up a lard-ass, 

Express lane to the graveyard.” 



Grown bigger, grown bigger
.
Chips in the moonlight. 

Far away, my weight-loss goal.

Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly, 

Get these snacks away from me! 

You know, I’m sick being outta control.

I

f I can get my body fit,
I can get my mojo back! 

You can quit callin’ me Fatty,
And Fatty, when you call me,

You can call me Jack! 



A man jogs down the street, 

He says, "Why am I short of breath now? 

Got a short little five kilometer,
But whoa, my run feels so long! 

Where’s my wife and family?
Oh, they’re way up ahead.
Who’ll give me a ride home
Now that my will to run is… 

Gone ...... gone?
Why must I dilly-dally, 

On this roly-poly, little slow-paced jog. 

All along .... along .... 

There were incidents and accidents,
(Should've hit the restroom first, I suppose) ..... 



But If I get my body fit, 

And I get my mojo back 

Please don’t call me Fatty, 

And Fatty, when you call me, 

You can call me Jack!
Call me Jack ...... 

 
 

You can call me Jack ......