In the age of mammoths The paintings in the caves Prove it beyond a shadow of a doubt The big ones had the coast In the age of Rubens You can see it in his paintings On a vise minus the chopped that the monumental But everything has changed We live in America In the digital age And everything is more packed In this obese enclosure Where the fried sauce reigns One thing is obvious It's the skinny ones that please Our Time Effect Exalt Miniature And big things No longer have their place It's the revenge of the little branch At the expense of the log At this time the balance is tipping From the edge that weighs me down The jet is sneaky It's not an accepted thing That we push back the ice floes But when the time comes To tease the trout In dating bars It's rare that we get excited Around the behemoths Only doctors have Still enough audacity To say that the attraction Increase with mass And when we go to the sights box office kings Offer hashed content And slender actresses If there are some big names Who are far from skinny These are just the exceptions Who confirms the rule But hey, it's understandable When he looks at the screen Project The public In the actor, the star So he wants beautiful people And not hams Sausages, ugly Old men or fat people mr everybody refuted That he castigates the big one He says it's not his fault And blame the genes But as soon as she touches a fry The tone changes, on barks That she only has what she deserves That she looked for him, his weight Everywhere, we stigmatize Those who weigh too much And which rarely stir up The flame of love Myself, I'm no better than the others Me too my eyes are shining Louder in front of the girls Not discerning the ribs I hear the do-gooders To say that it disgusts them That the body is not important What matters is the heart But as soon as they want to put themselves Even those bespectacled smurfs Not fond of fat That in any case They shun the pachyderms And the rhinos They see when we see the bone Protrude under the epidermis No there is no hope No escape When we have too many chairs We're branded If I summarize in brief We love less, it's known The woman with a capital F When she has a big ass